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There is wonder in what lies beyond our ready imagination.  Sometimes, that wonder shows itself, however briefly, and reinvigorates the innate drive to explore and know.

Duluth is a special place to visit, the last city of any size before one enters Northern Minnesota.  One of the city’s best features is that it is located at the westernmost tip of Lake Superior.  The inland sea can be treacherous, but it can also offer much beauty.

On a recent flight to Washington, D.C., I was reminded of the benefit of carrying some glass on a trip.  I was traveling for a weekend conference, and after some thought had left my camera gear at home in order to minimize the weight and size of my backpack.  The colors of the sky were sublime above 30,000 feet on the way east, and I had no real camera with which to shoot out the jet window.  Such situations continue to prompt me to consider purchasing a secondary camera, specifically a point-and-shoot with manual exposure controls.  This is not the easiest piece of equipment to find, certainly not at the price and size points I would consider validate such a purchase.  Thus, the search goes on.  The photo below was taken on an iPhone 3GS, which has a substandard camera, even for a phone.  However, as I am fond of saying to myself, what matters is to make the shot.

During a week this past summer on the Gunflint Trail in the far reaches of northern Minnesota, my wife and I ventured for an overnight into the Boundary Waters Canoe Area (BWCA) Wilderness.  I had hiked into the BWCA a few times over the years, and my wife had paddled there in her youth, but this was the first time I would actually “do” the Boundary Waters.  So, with the little time we had available to us, we paddled several miles in, camped overnight above the shore of beautiful Alder Lake, and then paddled out.  We paddled into the wind both ways; the paddle out was especially vigorous and offered a real taste of the range of Boundary Waters weather.  Yet, there was beauty all around and true joy within.  It was a simply wonderful experience.  As we completed taking down camp that next morning and loading the canoe, my wife called for me to turn around.  There over the lake so close it seemed we could almost touch it was a double rainbow glorious to behold.  It was as if the Boundary Waters had welcomed us.  It was as if the gratitude I felt within was mirrored all around.