Stormy Superior Hike

There is no site in Duluth more otherworldly (other than a mile long line for ice cream at the local hockey stadium when its ten below) than Lake Superior where it meets the long sandy bench of Park Point. It was only days before Christmas when we took our first hike out to the end of the point. After driving past cottages that look more like Cape Cod than Minnesota, the road ends at a small regional airstrip. Beyond is an old growth pine forest abutting the relentless onslaught of Superior.

The sky glowered over the Lake like a lead blanket. Gusts howled over the tops of muddy swells as they smashed into walls of ice and frozen spray. It was difficult to even take pictures in the face of the wind, but the opaque ice field extending toward the lake was a compelling sight.
It looked like a lunar landscape more than anything else. It was almost impossible to navigate with chunks of ice bigger than car batteries littered about.