dog on Gunflint Trail

“There are stories of animals that have been bred in captivity experiencing the terror of the open door. It might seem counterintuitive, but captive animals often have the good sense to know their chances of survival in the wild are uncertain at best. The prospect of running away or flying off is simply too painful and frightening. So they stay put in the sanctuary of the cage… The instinct for liberty may be deeply ingrained, but we are all captive in someway to something… The cage of habit. The cage of ego. The cage of ambition. The cage of materialism. The line between freedom from fear and freedom from danger is not always easy to discern.” ~ Kyo Maclear, “Birds Art Life: A Year of Observation”

Last weekend, Steve and I and the dogs were at Gunflint Lodge for my 60th birthday escape. As we drove along Lake Superior towards our destination, the sky was cloudy and gray, as it had been for days. The wind whipped the expanse of blue Superior water into a white capped frenzy. Waves ran towards the shore where they struck against black rocks and the cliffside, sending fountains of white water spraying into the air. We passed by a couple spots where surfers, clad in wet suits and carrying surf boards headed towards this welcome gift of raucous water.

Lake Superior

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Dog looking out at Mississippi River

How does one get unstuck? You know, that kind of stuck where you can’t seem to carve out enough time (or what you believe is enough time) to do a decent job at something so you do nothing.

We’ve all seen the articles that tell us that we DO have enough time if something is REALLY important to us. Often what we say we value is not backed up by how we actually spend our time.

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fat tire bike

fat tire bike
I am beginning to think that I would have been better off getting studded tires for my Neko than getting a fat tire bike for riding on snow. My biking so far this winter has been mainly on ice. Still, there’s enough snow around to work on negotiating a variety of conditions.

So far I’ve alternated between riding on ice, snow, and deep ruts. The ruts are the trickiest. My tires bounce from one side of the ice and snow wall to the other as I slip and slide and bump along in a far from straight line.

King's Island
There is a new bike trail being built to connect bike routes from Anoka to Ramsey and give cyclists a way to avoid riding on Hwy 10 to travel north. But between the flooding that ran from Spring through much of the Summer and the all too short in-between time, before the snow and frozen ground started, the city has only gotten as far as putting down dirt fill to create a trail across the King’s Island, and starting two bridge crossings to get onto and off of the island.

The rough trail is a good place to practice on my bike without anyone seeing how clumsy I am.


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