Night19 Hettinger ND (Coordinates)

n 45 59.975, w 102 38.174
About Day19:
Out of Montana, much flatter, more towns, tailwind. A much better day than yesterday.
One of the little towns I stopped in promised groceries, but all I could find was a soda machine outside of the fire station. As I stood there drinking, a dwarf-like older man approached me. He asked where I was headed, and I told him. After that I'm not sure what happened. He kept talking and asking questions, but I could only understand one out of every ten words he said. So when he paused, I would just something about the trip, the scenery, or the bike. He walked around the bike touching things, so I could sort of work out what he was saying.
One of the few bits I could understand was weird. He told me he found an abandoned tent by a nearby lake. ''Mysterious,'' I said. He continued to explain that he was talking to the woman yesterday. It was her tent. He told me she had a dog. Then he barked like a dog. He told me she had a parrot. ''Squawk! Squawk!''
I have a theory of why she took off quickly.