This is a really good article about Duluth and the North Shore, full of journalist poetry. The Shore as seen through the bottom of Bob Dylan's whiskey glass, or in his chapbooks. Great line, for example: "The highway narrows to two lanes at Two Harbors, just past the taconite port, and then slices through shoreline cliffs that crumble into pebbly beach."
There is also a HILARIOUS typo. Read down to the end of the seventh paragraph about the 13,000 "footers" that ply our waters.