Red Wing, MN. We'd returned to MN for a stretch and figured we'd get some much-needed fuel for the camp stove there. None of the stores downtown had it (they only sell Red Wing shoes) so I took a ten-mile detour to Big Box Land where I also couldn't get it. But I figured if I'd been to a casino for the first time in my life I might as well do the same with Walmart. But just as I haven't gambled, nor have I bought any of their crap. By some miracle this was the only Big Box Land on the whole trip.