The paddle into Grand Marais was very rewarding. After our couple of short paddle days it was nice to finally reach a city and get some cell phone service back. We decided to be daring and get a hotel for the night. Seven days without a shower tends to wear on a person. For dinner we went to the Lake Superior Brew Company for some beer and pizza. Sunset was unbeatable on the bay and Lake Superior was glass.
Now some of you may know this already and I hate to make this blog negative, but there are a few things that need to be told side they are a part of our journey. Three days ago when mom and I left Whitefish Harbor, our third wheel paddler opted not to join us. He simply stated that he would "catch up later" (whatever that means). Later that day when he did not catch up despite our many stops we knew that something was not adding up. Given his known character we figured he had bailed on the trip. Upon arriving in Grand Marais today I recieved a text message from our third wheel verifying my suspicion. Our paddle is now back to two. We are a mother and daughter team attemping to circumnavigate Lake Superior by kayak. To say that we are saddened by this would be a lie. Frankly our third wheel was turning out to be more of a liability than intended. To wish him well would be too nice of a guesture. My mother and I spent three long days looking behind us, wondering what happened to our third paddler. To get a mere simple text was simply not enough to what he put us through. Tomorrow we will start fresh... Looking forward to the west.
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