A Sign Of The Harvest

“Stupendous,” I thought, as my car thunked over the stray sugar beet lying in the middle of the road on my way to work this morning. Then “Oh perfect,” as I heard my tires fling mud all over the side of my car.

It’s sugar beet harvest season.

For Grand Forks, N.D., that means roads caked with mud, slow-moving trucks and rogue beets sitting in the middle of the streets. It’s a paradise for … um, nobody.

But it’s a big part of the culture of this city and the area. Beet farms abound and the harvest draws people out of the woodwork to drive long shifts in the trucks that spackle our streets with the soiled root veggies.

The state transportation department issued a statement this week, warning drivers to be alert and keep an eye out for all the above-mentioned reasons. I can tell you from experience, it’s a good idea.

Be careful out there.

I’m off to take my beet-battered car for a checkup and, hopefully, a diagnosis that’s not too devastating.

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