Happy Anniversary to us!

Five years in the Beaver Monterey. My how time flies.

I misrepresented the Bemidji KOA. It’s a busy place; mostly with overnighters. It fills up every night and clears out the next day. I took a picture of the wide open view out our windshield in the late morning. We really enjoyed the KOA and so did Annie. She immediately adopted Roger and Sue next door. She went to their house for a play-day every day. Now we’ll stay in touch with them as we travel and watch for the next time for Annie to get her Roger and Sue Fix.

It didn’t feel like time to go yet, but we left anyway. There are a few more things in Minnesota we want to see.

Off we went to the east on Highway 2. Know what we noticed about Minnesota roads? They’re really stingy with their speed limit signs. They don’t put them out after major intersections. If you turn onto a highway, you can drive for miles and miles and not know what the speed limit is. The only way you know is when you get to the next town, and it tells you to slow down to 30 mph. On the way out the other side of town, there will be one sign telling you what the highway speed is. Don’t miss it. It’s going to be the only one until after the next town.

We arrived at the Cloquet KOA. (Think Croquet when pronouncing the city name.)

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It’s outside Duluth. We keep hearing about the North Shore of Lake Superior above Duluth. We’ll day-trip to check it out tomorrow.

We looked around for a place to take a walk here near the RV Park and discovered Jay Cooke State Park. It’s right on a scenic section of the St. Louis River.


Their bird list says they have Ruffed Grouse, American Woodcocks, and Purple Finches here. The thunderstorm sent us back to the car wet before we could find out.

Blast from the past

  You just never know.  We’re in Bemidji, Minnesota, having a visit with the motorhomers next to us and it turns out there is a connection to our past.  As we were growing up in Southern California, listening to tunes like the Bristol Stomp, our now-neighbor Mark, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, was busy singing it.  Remember the Bristol Stomp?  He’s still singing it.   http://www.thedovells.com/index.html   You just never know.    

Bemidji KOA

Enjoying it here. Comfortable summer weather. Full hookups. Good cellphone and internet from Verizon. Nice people. Interesting places to explore.

The morning view.


Advanced birding

As experienced birders, we pride ourselves on being able to identify birds from any of a number of different characteristics. It might be plumage, location, silhouette, voice. A single call note. A flash of color. A single feather.

Here, our crowning achievement….

Canada Goose

Tuesday

  On this day, today, August 3rd, 2010, absolutely nothing happened in Bemidji, Minnesota.  Not as far as I know anyway.  Sat at my desk.  Worked.  Judy did some errands.  Saw a few birds out the window.  Ran a mile at midday.  Walked back.  Saw a Vesper Sparrow.  Talked with a potential client in San Antonio, New Mexico.  Friends of Bosque del Apache NWR.  Bosque del Apache NWR is a place Judy and I love.  They have quail running about.  It would be fun if we got that job.  Saw a Downy Woodpecker out the window.  Ordered out pizza for dinner.  Watching for the Northern Lights.   Nothing.