This is the beginning of an item I posted a year ago today, along with a few photos and a little more text. Funny thing is, I’d go there again today.
The Mississippi River rises from Lake Itasca in north central Minnesota, about 20 miles southwest of Bemidji. I’d been to the spot a few years ago and I wanted to go back. The first time I had the River to myself — it was April and trying to snow and no one else was around. This time I was joined by about 150 voyageurs.
Both times being there was, for me, enthralling. I’ve been to Europe, Asia, Africa and South America. I’ve been to all 50 states more than once. Yet, for some reason I can’t explain, this is one of my favorite places on the whole planet. Go figure.