We rode up some brutal hills to arrive at our campsite a little after noon. We're staying pretty far out of downtown Duluth, so we're planning on driving into town most days this week.
The campground we're staying at is bizzare-o-land! Run by Tom, a laissez-faire fellow, who compared managing a campground to "herdin' kittens," the campground is actually a cross-country ski trail! Wild. That means that there is a smelly chalet where we can cower from the rain. Right now, as we internet at the Caribou on Canal Street it's raining cats and dogs. Lightning!
