Itasca State Park

I’m swatting all the mosquitoes so the next people to visit won’t have so much trouble with them.

Everywhere we go pretty much looks like this:


We try to get out to somewhere each day. Today we got out to the headwaters of the Mississippi. As the water comes out of Lake Itasca, you can wade across the headwaters of a 2,500 mile river.


And today, while we were wondering around watching for loons and grouse, we spotted a life-bird; a golden winged warbler. We got a good long look, but he was deep in the trees. Here is my best picture of him:


You probably can’t see him. He’s in the upper left behind a leaf.

Here it is, blown up a little. (He’s still behind the leaf, but now he's at the upper right.)