I am the lady of the lake

Slight diversion from usual musical genre title, but fitting we thought. 

After a leisurely breakfast with home roasted coffee beans, we walked downtown 

and along the lake walk in the sunshine. 

Lou dipped her toes in for end of journey symbolism and to nearly freeze them off. 

There was slight regret at having not done a Mississippi toe dip at the start, but given the mosquito frenzie following her proximity to the river before, probably best it was avoided. 

We meandered around the shops and visited Electric Fetus, a record shop from 1968, that has it's original shop in the Twin Cities, that saw arrests for displaying peace signs, numerous legendary gatherings, plus the 1970's Naked Sale, where providing you were in the buff, you could take as many records as you liked and got a free pipe!

Last night we went to the Accoustis Salute to Dylan concert and on approaching the Sacred Hearts Music Centre on the hill, you could see the local fans approaching to celebrate Bob and the city's heritage. Think Zonker from Doonesbury and Smokey from The Big Lebowski and you get a sense of the crowd. In fact Duluth seems to be pretty much made up of under 20s tattooed skater music loving stoners, a 30-40 age range of healthy jogging with pram types and then all those above 50 wearing batik, Hawaiin shirts or music tshirts and generally looking like they are still using their free pipe from Electric Fetus. 

Once again we met some great people and had  multiple conversations where 'awesome' replaced punctuation. 

We like Duluth, it has a great music scene, good food - they have realised you can cook without  a deepfat fryer - and an AWESOME lake. 

Anyhowz, back to the Acoustic Salute: local and national musicians came together in a love of all things Bob, with the highlight being the presence of Scarlet Rivera:

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and then the mayor announcing that from now on, 23rd May would forever be Scarlet Rivera Day in Duluth. 

We came home under a blanket of stars to our home on Goat Hill and looked out over the harbour lights twinkling below. 

I did not know that: Here lies the Western most buoy - or Red Nun as it's known - before the Atlantic. 

Awesome: Being present at the inauguration of Scarlet Rivera Day. And the local dentist:

Banjo: Not weird, but noticeable that the hippy laid back scene hides the small and very poor black population. 

Diner: Shrimp Salad

Co-pilot: 10-10, only the drive to the airport on Monday can ruin it all. 

Mozzies: Blissfully free.