I’m a threat to the national security of two countries, apparently: Canada and the US. Slowly step away from me. Last weekend I took a break from my normal routine—a vacation day, as normal people call it—and drove up to International Falls, just because it’s there. I thought it might be fun to cross
Mississippi River near Grand Rapids MN After a week, I’m settling in and getting a pretty good feel for Grand Rapids and surrounding areas. The Mississippi is a very different river up here, smaller and in some ways just one of many mid-size streams, not as central in the consciousness of folks like
So here I go again. I’m back on the road to experience a new stretch of the Mississippi River, this time the northern reaches where the river hits the road as it emerges from Lake Itasca. I expect to be up here all summer, as I get to know the river from the Headwaters through
The bipolar weather of spring mirrors the mood swings of a book tour. Spring welcomes you with a day of warmth and gentle breezes, refreshing the soul and inspiring optimism, then the winds turn to the north and bitter and embittering winds bitch slap you back to reality. Posing with Rose in Des Moines
Bemidji is in the northern reaches of one of the most northern US states: Minnesota. In two hours, you can drive to Fargo (North Dakota), Lake Superior, or Canada. Just 30 miles away, Itasca State Park, one of the oldest state parks in the US, is home to the body of water identified as the
I have so much to tell you, but I’m having trouble making the time to write about it. Look for a few quick updates in the next week. I left town last Thursday (the 20th) and had three straight book events. Thanks to the folks in Galesburg, Lansing, and Alma for showing up and showing
