On a steep path leading to the Cascade River beneath the
Superior Hiking Trail lies an impression, in wilderness
mud, of my fat ass. And then I got stung in the back of
the neck by a yellowjacket.

I'm in Grand Marais, MN at one of the entries to Sigurd
Olson's Singing Wilderness. I'll post the occasional TR
but I left my USB to camera cable back in Urbana so there
won't be any pics. You'll just have to trust me that the
42 inch Northern Pike isn't a 3 inch bluegill. ;-)

I caught several 30" rainbows in the Cascade River today
despite my puppy's best efforts to scare them off. Too
bad I can't post the pics. ;-)

--
Ken Fortenberry