We live in an amazingly beautiful city. There’s no question that it’s one of my very favorite places. For those who have never had the pleasure of traveling to Duluth, pretty much the entire city is on a hill along the west side of the bottom tip of Lake Superior. Ships sail in and out of the harbor through the canal, setting the famous lift bridge in action. Duluth is a pretty adventurous community. The lake is rocky and, by driving just a few minutes north along the the shore, one can find complete seclusion in the great outdoors. Trees, rocks, waves, bears, biking, camping, kayaking. It’s perfect.
I’ve been living in Duluth for eight years (prior to our excursions through the last two years) and I’m still amazed to find places that I’ve never seen. I’ve walked many times along the creek two blocks from our house, but last week Pete and I decided to try the trail right along the water. The path I had previously been taking remained high, fairly smooth, and still very pretty, but it was nothing like what we found.
Such a discovery. The entire trail followed the water’s edge. We only stayed on it for the equivalent of four city blocks, but we certainly didn’t feel like we were in the city. We were in awe of the waterfalls, bridges, and rushing, swirling water.
There are numerous hidden locations like this in Duluth, but Congdon Creek is our new place. There are very rarely people walking the trails and it’s only two blocks from our house! How can we resist?! God’s creation never ceases to amaze. Absolutely beautiful.