Sunday, November 8, 2015

W H A T A T R I P T H A T W A S !

Elizabeth and I have just returned from a four-day
"Poetry and Writing Festival" at Grand Marais on
Lake Superior. The trip north from the Twin Cities
was anything but relaxing . . .  heavy fog the whole
way. As the driver, I clenched the steering wheel 
with eyes glued on the faint road ahead.

We arrived on time and had a fantastic time with
a great group of writers from mainly Wisconsin and
Minnesota. The presenters were most creative!

Lake Superior exceeded our memories with the 
sunsets, sunrises, and the sound of waves.

What follows is an account of an earlier trip around
Lake Superior a few years ago . . .

    And what a trip it was! Last month, Elizabeth
    and I went on a road-trip all around Lake
    Superior. The leaves were at their peak. We had
    no plans as to where to sleep each night. We
    dawdled. We took every side road that went 
    toward the "Big Sea" that we could manage. 
    We just walked the beaches, looked for stones,
    listened to the waves and wind. Met some very
    interesting people in out-of-the-way-cafes.
    Of course, Elizabeth took photos and I wrote
    poetry. 

    The tires on our brand-new car went around 
    one million, three hundred eighty six thousand
    times until we arrived back home. (I figured out
    the number of miles and the circumference of a
    tire and multiplied!)

            Amazing the things that people do
                     with their brains!

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