It’s about three minutes after I took the above bench photo, which is a different bench, and moments before I reached up to wrestle my hood over my head because the wind was ripping through my hat.
It was a pleasure to meet the legendary photographer Bob King, although I always hoped the circumstance would be an Upset Duluth photo!
I played pickup hockey this morning and had to chase one of the nets several times because it kept blowing away.
I also took a moment to stand at one end of the rink and let the wind blow me to the other end.
Where do the seagulls “hunker down” on a day like this?
Looks like everyone one on the west end of town got some authentic lead-paint dust from the lift bridge today.
Any reason this was apparently taken with a pinhole camera? Are you a spy?
Cynic, I think Starfire shot his video through a telescope.
Here’s a shot of the tarp rippage as of noon today:
For some reason, Crabby Bill’s is closed. I just can’t figure it out.
I wanted to grab lunch there and sit on my favorite bench.
It was shot through a pair of binoculars. I wanted to head down for some up close footage but the homestead was too cozy.
Wow, the extra wind load on the structure must be tremendous with the tarps in place. That’s some bridge.
I think the seagulls all hang out under the Lake avenue bridge near the steam plant.
I thought this was funny. Paul Lundgren, moments before or after taking the above bench photo.
As seen in today’s DNT
It’s about three minutes after I took the above bench photo, which is a different bench, and moments before I reached up to wrestle my hood over my head because the wind was ripping through my hat.
It was a pleasure to meet the legendary photographer Bob King, although I always hoped the circumstance would be an Upset Duluth photo!
It’s striking how much darker, grayer and gloomier the world is through Paul Lundgren’s eyes compared to Bob King’s.