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Mississippi Headwaters: Lake Itasca, Minnesota

Lake Itasca lies in the remote northwestern quadrant of Minnesota and forms the headwaters of the Mississippi River. The lake and its state park are not on the way to anywhere; one must really want to go. The practical way to get there is automobile: Three and a half hours from Minneapolis-Saint Paul and four and a half hours from Winnipeg. All two-lane roads except for a few miles out of Minnesota’s capital. Carol and I made it a one-hour side trip from Detroit Lakes, Minnesota, an already remote place and itself  one hour west of Fargo, North Dakota.  (Detroit Lakes is not at all related to the faraway Detroit, Michigan.)

Lake Itasca, Minnesota from the North Shore

The overcast, showery afternoon pairs with the arboreal setting of the glacial lake.

 

Raindrop Ripples on Lake Itasca

In the 1994 film Forrest Gump, Tom Hanks playing the title character says, “My mom always said life was like a box of chocolates. You never know what you’re gonna get.” The same can be said of close-up photography.

 

Lake Itasca Becomes the Mississippi River

Lake Itasca on the right gently flows over rocks to become the Mississippi River on the left.

 

Mississippi River 

The “Mighty Mississippi” about 100+ yards (100 meters) downstream from Lake Itasca. A distance of 2350 miles (3782 kilometers) lies between here and the Gulf of Mexico after an elevation drop of 1475 feet (450 meters).

Endnote

I always enjoy my encounters with the Mississippi River, and by now I have had dozens including when I lived in the state named after the river. I still remember my first sighting of the Mississippi: The morning of September 5, 1961. I was a fourteen-year-old boy on a train headed to school in Baltimore, Maryland from my home in Layton, Utah. The train crossed the Mississippi from Iowa to Illinois over the Sabula Railroad Bridge. I had never seen such a wide river.

Thank you for visiting Thecosmos.blog,

Michael DeCaria

 

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