It wasn't the vacation we wanted, of course. But it wasn't entirely bad either. There was the driving north and the driving back south, punctuated by periodic stops in locations begging for a camera.
Which of course I had along.
The first time was at a roadside rest stop partway north. Nature called, however one defines that phrase. For me it meant taking out the camera... first. Early leaf colors lined the drive in.
After parking, a little exploring caught a bee flitting around wild asters, the flower being one of favorite signs of September. So what if it took ten shots and heavy cropping to find the bee?
On the drive through Duluth, a peek at whitecaps on the lake required another pullout to catch some of the action. The first public opening was just past the city.
Shortly after that I started not feeling well. The camera was shelved for 4 days. Even though the hospital was named "Lakeview", I had no indication from inside the walls whether that was real or fantasy.
But eventually I was sprung, and well enough to grab a few shots at a scenic overlook. Having visited that spot in the past, I can vouch that it really is... until the fog rolls in.
I have no idea what that fisherman thought he could catch from his location, but I give him points for ambition.
Eventually we made a second stop at the rest area overlooking Duluth. Fall colors abounded, especially among the rocks laid out to hold the hillside.
When we first arrived, one could see the harbor with its bridges, buildings, and a low roll of fog approaching from the northeast.
In the other direction you could see the river emptying into the lake, amid fluffy clouds overhead.
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