I really like Duluth. I think Jamie agrees. We couldn't be sure how our feelings for the place would develop when we first drove over the horrendous roads of the city, but it has and continues to grow on us. Moose Mountain is a case in point. Consisting of about 177 acres, it is a small state natural area boasting an old growth hardwood forest of rare plants not found in the normal spruce aspen forests. Its about fifteen minutes from our place compared to the normal 1.5 hour trip required in Oregon. As for our snowhoe outing, it wasn't criss-crossed by nordic ski trails so we wouldn't be causing any grief by wandering around.
As we neared the trailhead on a perfect Saturday morning ( middle teens with sun) we offered our guesses to the number of cars in the lot. Jamie claimed near five and I, cynical from my crowded Portland trips suggested fifteen. Well we couldn't even find a parking space and were forced to park on the road. There were no cars there though. In fact the lot hadn't been plowed and only a few tracks disturbed two feet of powder! There is something to be said for small towns.
There were plenty of animal tracks that we didn't have the skill to discern, as well as a ton of freshly occupied deer beds. Chuck enjoyed a busy nose. I could not believe we had the place to ourselves.
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