We spent all of last week up on Lake Vermilion in northern MN fishing. The lake was very warm, and the fish were scattered.
I did get some riding in, and four of us rode on the Mesabi Trail. I was even talked into going down into the Soudan Mine - an abandoned iron mine which is now a MN state park. We were crammed into a cage and dropped down a shaft 3/4 mile into the earth. I'll never do that again.
Those old boys literally worked their fingers to the bone so their descendants could live better lives than they did.
I'm glad to be home, but I miss the nort' woods.
Anaway, happy riding, eh?