The weather is damp and cold and it has put a gloomy shadow over the prospect of camping for the next ten days. Becky and Jo are still fighting a cold and though they are feeling better, I know they would rather not unpack a soaking wet tent and tarp to camp in.
On the way into the Grand Marais we made a brief pit stop at the Duluth Pack store in Duluth to look for a couple of pieces of kit: a small file for my axe and some seam grip to fix a couple of leaky spots on the tent and tarp. We couldn’t find the axe file I was looking for, but we did manage to get a tube of Seam Grip, which is the greatest repair substance on the planet, and I’m embarrassed that we left without any in the first place.
Back on the road the weather worsened as we traveled up the Highway 61 along the shore of lake superior. Apparently summer has not yet arrived in Minnesota. Our Subaru’s thermometer read 54 degrees at 2:00 pm. We finally arrived at the Grand Marais municipal campground and were delighted to see Lou and Jess Flynn Becky’s parents. Perhaps most excited was Jo, who had been asking for Lou and Jess since Spokane!
We quickly set up our soggy camp, and headed to the municipal pool, conveniently located next to the campground. We all enjoyed a swim and I especially enjoyed a long sauna. We all headed in to town for a lovely dinner at the crooked spoon for Father’s day.