Where the Waters Flow

Trip Start Dec 24, 2010
Trip End Jun 01, 2011

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What I did
Went to the Mississippi Headwaters

Flag of United States  , Minnesota
Monday, May 23, 2011

I honestly had no idea that the Mississippi River started in Minnesota. I was a bit surprised to see the river at all when we came upon it in southeast Minnesota.  It was overflowing it's banks there, but is very serene up here further north.

We started out the day, after coffee, of course, by driving into Osage to pick up the lake association mail and then on to Park Rapids. Lynnie was quite taken with the handmade furniture in Granny's Lodge, so he took us to the shop where it's made.  The chainsaw guy, who does the wood sculptures was quite the character and kept us entertained with a few Minnesota jokes and stories.  The furniture inside was quite beautiful and creatively crafted.  It's made right on site, in the shop in the back.  Granny and the saw guy were conferring outside.  Granny has decided to get an eagle and either a moose or elk to grace his grounds at the lodge.  A fun place to visit for sure.

We then went to the Great Northern Cafe, an older and local hangout for the folks here.  We had a decent lunch and were thus fortified to the trip north.

It's only about thirty miles or so up to Itasca State Park.  Located in the water-rich outlands of Minnesota, it is very beautiful and green.  It was raining lightly when we left the visitor center for the headwaters. There's a second visitors center near there, but we forewent stopping by and headed directly to the outlet of Lake Itasca.  Here we saw where the mighty river has it's humble beginnings, the outflow of the lake.  We saw very few other folks there and enjoyed the peace and serenity of the place.  A place well deserving of a spot on your bucket or any other list you might be keeping.

We returned to the lodge to find that Sooby's battery had gone dead. I hooked up the charger and Lynnie played ball with Snoopy.  He's a wild boy when it comes to the ball playing.  He won't give a ball up, if there's only one, so if you want to play, you have to have at least two. Three works better for me.  Snoopy is a quick, low-slung fella and can really cruise across the lawn and jump amazingly well for his stature. We do dearly love him.

I meant to tell you about last evening.  The neighbors, Al and Erna came over and we had dinner and visited a bit.  They're in their eighties and full of life.  They're together with Granny often and share chores with one another.  They live on the adjoining property, where they built in the mid-eighties.

Dinner this evening was Lynnie's famous meat loaf, baked potatoes, broccoli with black pumpernickel bread.  This was followed by ice cream with fresh strawberry topping and chocolate chip cookies.  I've expanded more than my life experiences on this journey, for sure.

Hopefully we'll do a bit of fishing, so stay in touch for the story. 
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Russ E. on

Lake Itasca . . . Reminds me of a story I think is interesting. A few years ago ( or so it seems) when I was in college at St. John's, I had read that where the Missouri and Missisippi meet, the Missouri contains more water. Also. the Missouri drains a larger area than the upper stem of the Mississippi. Therefore, the "main" river at that point is Missouri, and its source is near Three Forks, Montana. The river that begins at Lake Itasca is really just a tributary. When I happened to mention that to my classmates in Minnesota , they weren't as open-minded as I thought.

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