I am blood
ied and bruised. My skin is tanned and crisp. Joints are ragged and stiff and my muscles are hardened. Sometimes my vision is blurred, sometimes clear but always I seem stunned at what sits on the horizon before my eyes.
ied and bruised. My skin is tanned and crisp. Joints are ragged and stiff and my muscles are hardened. Sometimes my vision is blurred, sometimes clear but always I seem stunned at what sits on the horizon before my eyes.If this summer, and especially this past month has demonstrated anything to me, it is that I am 27 strong. I just stumbled into my folks house this morning after a music filled, rooftop night in Duluth, preceded by bloodies in Northern Wisconsin. Our group of five just left the Apostle Islands where we spent the last days paddling, dancing and swimming.
We celebrated Cornucopia Days with a block-long parade, riddles, beer, wine, and live music at one of two bars in this nothing town. Music resonated from a group of Beach Boy wanna-be's in the corner of the Tiki Bar while the crowd overflowed out into the sand.
We slept on this sand when our bodies wouldn't hold us up any longer and woke to the soft lapping of Lake Superior at our toes. Then caught a ferry out to Madeline Island, loaded our kayaks and headed for Oak Island. About 14 miles, 6 hours, later we made camp on a long sandy expanse around the corner from any light or sign of civilization.
Parading along the shore, our dreams couldn't possibly outdo the reality of our situation. Primitive and pure, we thrived on the island, barely making our way into the forest from the beach. Five wide, we curled up next to the fire that night. Half our bodies lit by the slow breath from the red coals of the fire, our other half dark as the night but for the North Star and its posse in the sky.
I slept the best nights sleep of my life. The way things are going, I really believe that every moment is going to be better than the last, no matter how good the previous one was.
I have a couple of days here with my folks and then I am leaving for Missoula with Greggy P. I'll be putting other posts up with lots of pictures from the last month of adventures, and there are lots of them! I'll be putting the posts up in chronological order, so go back and check the blog for posts that you haven't read yet.
Dinner with my Grandparents tonight. What's that? It's happy hour? Well then. Happy Tuesday.
3 comments:
Heading back to Missoula? Does that mean you won't be in Minnesota next month?
Hey D! I'll be in Missoula and Idaho each for a few days this coming week, then I have a trip to lead for Reed after which I'll be making my way back to the Green Bay area (hopefully) for a wedding. I plan on being in MN for all of September and the early part of October.
Am I going to catch you two at the cabin? I'll be swinging by while hiking the SHT.
We just talked to Eric and Virginia today and made our plans. We will be coming up to Lutsen on Sept 17th and staying only one night, leaving in the evening on the 18th. Can you make it round then? It'd be awesome to see you....sorry for the tight schedule
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