Hastings, Minnesota: Serving You Heaps of Snow Since 1867

The morning started out with a hazy sun, no wind and pretty warm air (28-degrees F). The roads have even been clearing themselves of ice. I daresay, the riding was quite pleasant. That’s a darn good thing too, because this weekend I’ll be waking up to sub-zero temperatures again. Oh well, whatever.

The hazy sun looked kind of nice to me.

A little while later, the hazy sun turned into an invisible sun. Then it started to snow . . . again.

I had ridden only about 50-feet after taking that picture when a bald eagle flew over me as close as any bald eagle has ever flown over me. Of course, my phone was buried in my sweatshirt which was under my coat. By the time I came to a stop, ripped off my mittens, and dug for the phone, the eagle was across the river. Bottom line–no photo.

In lieu of a photo, I’ll tell an old story related to bald eagles. One of the very few things I remember about third grade is an activity in which each student had to write a report about a bird of his or her choosing and read that report in front of the class. I chose the bald eagle.

My reading went well and I was proud of my achievement. Then Mrs. Higman ruined it all with a follow up question. “Do bald eagles fly south for the winter like other birds,” she asked?

Man, she really put me on the spot. I could not remember reading about that, so I just blurted out, “Um, yes.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“I think so.”

“Maybe you should go back and do a little more research,” she replied.

Can you imagine how humiliating that interrogation–in front of the whole class–was to a third grader’s mind? I’ll tell you, it was SO humiliating that I still clearly remember it to this day. I also clearly remember NOT doing a little more research. It was either an act of defiance, or an act of laziness.

Years later, still haunted by that event, I looked up the answer out of curiosity. Damn, it was a trick question. Bald eagles will fly south if there is no open water for it to fish in. Otherwise, they will stay put in the north country. That proved to be true today. In the picture above, note the open water on the Mississippi River.

From here, I’ll ride to the grocery store for some chips & salsa and then head home.

Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.

4 response to "Hastings, Minnesota: Serving You Heaps of Snow Since 1867"

  1. By: Rich-Illinois Posted: January 25, 2023

    Well, there you are Greg. There is no hard and fast rules about anything, including whether bald eagles ever migrate.
    There IS one though: Getting toothpaste back in the tube — now that IS impossible. 🙂

  2. By: Suzanne Posted: January 25, 2023

    Your pictures make winter look so inviting! I wish I could enjoy it more.

  3. By: NancyG Posted: January 26, 2023

    We are not even having snow and I agree with Suzanne about wishing I could enjoy winter more. You sure do put enjoyment into your winters! I am struggling with the rain. If it does not rain on the day, the previous day’s rain has stayed puddled and dampness from it is ALLL around. Makes getting our for a ride so unappealing. That will be the case today as I try to get in one more ride before leaving home for a few weeks. I really don’t like winter.

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