Another weekend, another road trip. This time to the North Shore. We made a pit stop on the way to Duluth at Rush City Bakery. Grand Marais Best Western this time. Sweet. Blake showing off his garden. When I asked Blake if we could stay at his house on the way to Grand Marais he mentioned there was going to be a poetry reading that night. I thought we wouldn't participate until we found out there would be a dunk tank involved. It sounded lame. But it was once again a Duluth counterculture classic. Only Meadow was bored. But when is she not these days?