This travelogue is from a few weeks back over Memorial day weekend. Jeff & I took our summer vacation earlier and made a short jaunt up to the Northern Shore. Duluth is a favorite destination always as it remind me of my Lake Erie home - maybe just a bit more rustic and quaint. Rarely does it disappoint.It was a gorgeous weekend of sunshine despite what some of the pics might show. With ice still flowing in off the central waters and colliding with the shoreline, on film it resembles outtakes of Titanic. One could definitely feel the arctic chill coming off the surface. Waylon was more than happy to jump in and wrestle an iceberg or two - brave soul he!
There are always trails galore and I am amazed to stumble onto new parks with each visit. This trip was the gorges of Chester Park which were majestic and tranquil within the heart of the city. Probably the greatest meal we have ever had was a little joint on the West Side of town called the Duluth Grill. Better organic and local foods you will be hard pressed to find. Plenty of miles walked and smiles on our weary if not rested faces.
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