Day 5: Duluth to Sandstone
- Blog Post by: Paul Austin
- March 6, 2012 - 7:40 AM
The Seven Generations
Frank Moe recaps day five of his 350-mile sled dog adventure to raise awareness about sulfide mining pollution. Keep tabs on Frank’s progress by following Conservation Minnesota on Twitter, Facebook, or on our website.
With the Native American drum circle from Grand Portage sending us off from Grand Marais and then another from Fond Du Lac welcoming us into Duluth last night, it is clear that we have a great deal of support from the state's native people. And it only makes sense. There is a tradition in Native American cultures that calls for tribal elders to think of seven generations when they are faced with any important decision. It is a mode of thinking that could be really valuable to today's elected officials, but unfortunately, political thought in this day and age seems to extend only as far as the next election. The mining proposals we are faced with could really benefit from taking a longer view at the real consequences of the proposed actions.
If one wants to truly behold the beauty of Northern Minnesota, the early miles of the Minger Trail on the outskirts of Duluth are a great place to start. It climbs gradually out of the St Louis River Valley and enters the boreal forest. With the dogs running as well as they were today, we soon found ourselves leaving the boreal for a more mixed forest with an occasional farm dotting the landscape. We covered a lot of ground with a run of about 67 miles. I admit that I was starting to get tired as we moved into our seventh hour on the trail, but the dogs seemed as fresh as ever, and they were begging me to keep going. While I am the one getting all the credit, it is truly the dogs who deserve the praise for delivering these petitions to St. Paul.
This trip also would not be at all possible without my support crew of Mark Luttinen, Adam Harju and Jerry Vanek. They get up early every morning to help with the dogs, travel ahead and make sure that all road crossings are clear, and are up with me until the wee hours of the night helping get the dogs settled for the night. We're about two-thirds of the way through our 350 mile voyage, and while I am really tired after another long day, seeing the dogs for the first time each morning gives me that extra little shot of energy I need to get back on the trail."
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