Born in Detroit, raised in Minnesota - Charles Lindbergh is one of history’s most complex and interesting characters.
You know his name. You know him as the man who piloted the Spirit of St. Louis from New York to Paris - the first human to be in those two cities on subsequent days.
You know him as the father who had an infant son kidnapped and murdered.
But did you ever read the rest of his story?
Designed a watch for pilots?
Re-wrote his ghost-written autobiography?
Caused a 50% increase in air mail, 3x increase in pilot applications, and 4x number of airplanes being produced?
Became good friends with Henry Ford?
Had three other “secret” families in Europe?
Believed in eugenics?
Spent the last 10 years of his life campaigning to protect endangered species?
Spend a few minutes reading his Wikipedia page and see if you don’t agree!
The State Park
The Charles Lindbergh State Park is in Little Falls, MN - where he grew up on the banks of the Mississippi River.
The day was perfect- sunny and mild. The drive was smooth, curvy and with periodic glimpses of the Mississippi River (that MsBoyink wants to call a “she” even in light of the “Old Man River” moniker).
We came up to the State Park right at lunch time, figuring on pulling in and cooking lunch in a day use area.
Well, about that.
The day use area had a dead-end parking lot that we could’t navigate. We instead headed into the campground thinking we’d just use a campsite for an hour or so. This was not a big-trailer friendly campground with narrow roads, low-hanging trees, and campsites at right-angles to the road and not much room for negotiation in/out.
We almost left but spotted an unused parking lot closer to the road. We got in - but barely with just a little hop over an unnecessary curb extension. I had to turn the trailer around to exit by the same path as the lot’s normal exit was too tight for us.
Overall - we don’t recommend this park for RVers of any size.
The Lindberg Exhibit in the park was closed. The historic house (claimed to have been restored with the guidance of Lindberg himself) was also closed for a fresh renovation. All water in the park was turned off.
We ate and took a quick hike along the river while an infestation of Ladybugs decided our trailer was about the best thing since sliced bread. We brushed off as many as possible but are still finding some onboard. After I grabbed a few photos we hit the Great River Road again heading south.