Date: 10/13/2013
Day: 17
Location: , Duluth, MN
Miles Today: 183
Total Miles: 3419
A Perfect Day, Bemidji, On the High Line, The Mississippi, Seen on the Road
A Perfect Day
Today the rain was gone, the sky was clear and it was a perfect Midwest fall day. A fellow on the radio this morning was promoting ice fishing tours. After the freeze he offers to take you from one ice hut to another, all with heaters and a place to pee, looking for the one where they are biting -- "you wouldn't fish all day with your boat in one place if they weren't biting, would you?" This guy bemoaned the fact that fall is not at least three months long.
Bemidji
The Colonel was not sure what he expected to find in this town with the funny name. In fact, it is charming.
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| A residential street in Bemidji; really a pleasant town. |
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| Paul and Babe. |
There were complaints last week that the California iteration of Babe was insufficiently blue, so here you go. Mom and the kids are included for scale. Actually they were most interested in the porta-potties just off camera. This nice lady was not quite sure what makes Babe an Ox, although the evidence, of lack of evidence is there for all to see, or not see.
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| Lake Bemidji |
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| The no so mighty Mississippi flows into lake Bemidji at this point. |
Bemidji claims to be the first city on the Mississippi.
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| One way you can tell you don't want to stay around here long. |
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| That line down the middle of the bridge is snow mobile track wear. The Colonel has never seen that before. |
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| A RR bridge across the semi-mighty Mississip. |
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| This is a unit coal train heading to a power plant somewhere east, warming the globe. |
On the High Line
An absolutely glorious day.
The Mississippi
Highway 2 crossed the great river at least once more on its way east. We will not see it again until it spills, full grown, into the Gulf of Mexico at New Orleans. It is such a relatively insignificant thing at this point, that more images were necessary.
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| Yes, that is all there is to it here. |
Seen of the Road
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| Fundamentally unclear on the concept: Taco John's, not Taco Juan's. |
The hat pushes on an unacceptable stereotype, more suited to the Cicso Kid or a mariachi than a restaurateur. These establishments are all over this part of the country, more common than Taco Bell. The food is about what you would expect; undistinguished. But they do use beef not a soy mixture like their competitor.
Duluth nestles up to Lake Superior. All that mostly fresh water! Tomorrow a longish drive all the way to the far end of the upper peninsula of Michigan if all goes well.
Wellington Boot, Col
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