Pluses & Minuses

You can’t beat a day that starts with a cinnamon roll. And this one was good from King Arthur Baking at their flagship store and teaching center. While that was good not all of this story works out so well. Cindy and Janet were scheduled to take two baking classes at KAB, one on breads and one on croissants. We signed up for these weeks ago. Since then they changed the rules and you must be fully vaccinated to attend the class. That is their call to make. However, they did not notify either of us in a timely fashion, as in we found out two days ago when Janet and Rusty had already traveled 1000 miles and we had adjusted our plans to be here as well. They said we ought to have an email from three weeks or so but we did not and I still have not had one, Janet got hers just two days before class. She has had covid, recovered and has significant immunity. Cindy has the vaccine and could take the class but it was to be a thing for the two of them. So after a call to KAB that was to no avail, we canceled, changed reservations and are figuring out the next thing to do. Disappointed, both of them were looking forward to this for months. 

Instead of classes, we headed north and east into the White Mountains of NH and, specifically, the Flume. The Flume is a part of the state park system in NH. It is a narrow gorge with a fast flowing stream down the center. You walk a 2 mile loop trail with lots of ups and downs and stairs in places, past huge boulders and over little bridges. The Flume is several hundred feet long and the rock walls rise impressively on both sides of the stream. We enjoyed this place, and a brief respite from the rain as well. It costs 18 dollars but it is well maintained. 

Back to Vermont at the Goodrich’s Maple Farm, where we have purchased syrup several times, but this time to stay on the property as they are part of Harvest Hosts. What a super spot. We are on the berry farm property where we picked a quart of blueberries and some veggies, courtesy of Ruth Goodrich. Delightful place with tremendous scenery. 

“But the Holy Spirit produces this kind of fruit in our lives: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,” Galatians 5:22 NLT

Did I mention all the blueberries you can to eat.

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More of the same today with the exception that I did find a great latte. Then off we rode and rode. To my astonishment we are in a Moosey place for the night where they sell maple syrup, one of my favorites. It has a bright red leaf on the bottle. If they changed that to a rather famous photogenic movie star moose, they would be overwhelmed with buyers. I will get my PA to notify my PR and tell them to make this happen. Good news is that one of my many cousins is coming over this evening. I need to get ready and prepare some glossy photos with my original hoof print. Later. 

Meet-Ups

We spent an hour last night in the milking barn of the dairy where we were camping. Teri, our host’s daughter, was in charge and she gave us a great tour and lessons about her cows. It was pretty neat. In the morning we were off to Glens Falls to meet a friend of mine from high school. We had not seen each other for 55 years. We met at a diner near his home for brunch with Dan and his wife, Jane. It was super fun to catch up but over 50 years there was much we were not able to chat about. It was nice to see him again and relive some of the things we did together. 

Then Rusty and Janet Harman arrived from Florida. We were meeting for an event that was canceled after we were both on the road. I will write about that soon - as right now just a bit angry with the company. We crossed the Green Mountains to Quechee Gorge to stay the night at a KOA we had reserved, again for the event. We did walk down to the gorge and drove to Woodstock but everything in town was closed. Oh well. Good friends are priceless, whether from years ago or recently, they are one of life’s nice pluses. 

Bridge over the chasm, difficult to see the bottom anywhere but the bridge.

Dan, Jane, Cindy and me.

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While everything is still not settled, at least I’m not having to deal with the Driver alone. First we met a friend of his from, like, 1847 and the friend confirmed that he drove the wagons he used to mush or whatever a wagon driver does just like he does today, like he was in the race. Then the Harmans arrived, very big fans of mine and he has some sense. Not much, actually, but a little goes a long way around the Driver. And Janet simply adores me. So even with no further action on the acting front it was still a good day. BUT no celebration yet.  

A (real) New York State of Mind

We drove today across New York from Erie to the Hudson. Not the New York most people think of but beautiful farms, charming small towns, sparking lakes, produce stands, vineyards and more hills than I expected. True to the name, Two Lane Touring, we began the day on Rt 20a and later on 20 going east from East Aurora, NY. Unfortunately the rain chose to go with us. Actually from time to time it poured. Biblical rain, Noah was worried. So zero hikes and very few photos. Now we are on the east end of the state and heading into Vermont sometime tomorrow. We are spending the night at a dairy farm that supplies milk to Cabot Creamery, if you know your cheese you likely know Cabot. I know no cheese and have visited there - twice. They were going to paint on the barn some thing about their 30 years of providing milk to Cabot but on the Thruway you can see the barn so the wise politicians in NY said, “No, that is advertising.” The farmer then painted his barn the same colors as Cabot and included a tractor to represent his farm. So clever.

Sorry about the water spots on the lens, just could not keep them off.  

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I don’t have any idea where I am or why I am here. You can see nothing because of the rain and fog, except corn. Who eats that much popcorn? My agent, producer, Jill, (I know she loves me) & my PR team headed by Jennifer has not reached out to me, my PA says she has done everything I asked, my fellow actors have been silent and, despite my incredible endorsements, my antlers are not picking up a single decent vibe. I am going to eat a cookie - where you ask is my party, great question, Mr. Driver - and take a nap. This nightmare needs to end soon. 

“Shuffle off to…" (From "42nd Street")

We woke in the midst of a beautiful vineyard a few miles north of Erie along the shore. We could see Erie one direction and grapes the other three. Nice place to stay. 

Off to Buffalo to see Theodore Roosevelt Inauguration NHS. He succeeded McKinley who was assassinated. That’s two sites in a row on the subject. First, after finding a great spot in East Aurora, NY with Boondockers, we headed for Niagara Falls. We were warned about the expense, that it is better to see in Canada (but impossible to get there today) and other dire warnings. We were a bit hesitant however we headed out. It was on the other side of Buffalo but traffic was moderate. As we exited the Interstate Highway onto the Scenic Byway, we dropped to one lane and about 30 mph. The first spot we see is a parking area for the rapids with a spot left. We pull in and walk to the rapids. Turns out we are only a mile from the falls where parking is at least $10, so being frugal (be kind here) we walked. It was really fantastic. Fast moving water that was various shades of blue and green, white tops and waves increasing as we neared the falls. Then at the falls you are only a very few feet from the edge and not too many people. Lots more who payed to go on an overlook than were on the point where we were. We watched boats in the mist, people down on the rocks and the water pouring over the edge. All in all pretty neat. Then back to the car and back through Buffalo to the Roosevelt site. We were not able to go into the house so, photos from the grounds will have to cover park number 301. 

Very interesting meal in East Aurora. Our host, Russ, told us about roast beef sandwiches here that are served on Weck Bread. We got one, split it and were stuffed for dinner. It was really good. The Weck is a kind of kaiser roll with kosher salt and caraway seeds. A Western NY speciality and Bar-Bills Tavern is considered the best in Buffalo. 

The American Falls

Some of the rapids on the way to the falls

The home in Buffalo where Roosevelt was visiting when he was sworn in as President following McKinely’s assassination.

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As you might expect it did not take long for others to line up. Why just today I endorsed my second President, (and not a fat, unpleasant cat, either) someone named Roosevelt. The accolades just keep rolling in - wondering when the next roles will as well. Seems like I would be hearing from my agent. I will get my PA to take a memo and send off a letter expressing my concern. Also the driver seems to have forgotten the Endorsement Party he was promising. Not much is unfolding as I expect. Not fitting a Star Moose, not at all. 

299 & 300!

Our first stop after leaving the Cabela’s in southern Michigan was Perry’s Victory & International Peace Memorial in Put-In-Bay, Ohio. Park number 299. The park is on an island in Lake Erie about where Perry’s fleet was harbored. The battle that took place during the War of 1812 happened about 6 miles off shore. It was an amazing victory for the young navy of the United States. To get there you drive up a peninsula to Miller’s Ferry. Parking near there in a private lot. Then buying two round-trip tickets for walk on passengers, you are off on the 15 minute ride. At the dock you walk up a short, steep hill to the main street. There we found a converted school bus that took us the 2.2 miles to the park Visitor Center. The monument is a tall tower - about the height of the Arch in St. Louis but because of COVID the observation platform on the top was not open. Still, a beautiful day and a gorgeous place to visit - so no disappointment. Then, of course, we retraced our trip back to the car. A short stop at a farm stand, there were many, and off to Mentor, Ohio and park number 300, James A. Garfield National Historic Site. It really does seem like a milestone is this journey and it was kinda cool that it occurred here, not by planning, we were originally headed through Canada. Garfield, the 20th President served only 200 days as he was assassinated by a disgruntled office seeker, still was an important figure. He served heroically in the Civil War obtaining the rank of Major General. His campaign from his front porch, literally, was unique and changed perceptions about seeking office. It also engaged his whole family and that was very different for the age. There are a lot more facts about him that are intriguing but for me the connection is that he is the only president who was an ordained minister and in the same family of churches that I served. 

We will celebrate with ice cream sundaes - watch for your invitation in the mail soon.

A 1928 Ford Tri-motor was doing flights around the island

The Garfield Home

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My Presidential Endorsement for the National Park Service and the Important Number 300!

At first I was outraged. Why was I being asked to promote a fat, cartoon cat who eats lasagne, a horrible concoction of, well, I don’t actually know. As a majestic Moose of the First Order of Antler and a movie star that was well beneath me. Yet as a professional I was ready and prepared to do my best it these trying circumstances. I was worried about what this would do for my career. Then at the site I found out I was to endorse the National Park Service once again, it was actually for a major presidential personage. And it was something to do with a big, very special number. That is prestigious and fitting for my status. Once this reaches the national press the movie roles will blossom. I will instruct both my agent and my PA that no roles are to be accepted until I review the part. It is important that I get the right placement now. My antlers are tingling with anticipation. 

Didn't Day

We did not hike today. We did not walk much today. We took no photos today. We visited no parks today. (seems like a quote from Dr Seuss is needed here) We saw no new birds, no waterfall, no more of Lake Superior and simply drove. Well, not completely - we did attend church in the Soo and Tom had a thoughtful message, a stop at Frankenmuth for German food! and a 45 minute visit to the largest store selling Christmas stuff in the world. We needed to be in south MI for the night to get to where we need to be tomorrow. Does this make sense? Maybe not. Anyway, the highlights of the day were crossing the Mackinaw Bridge, eating and, well that’s it other than listening to podcasts. We are ensconced in Cabela’s parking lot among the boats. Tomorrow however, aha!

DOWN PLEASE.

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Tomorrow is my big day so I spent the day preparing. My antlers are polished, my hoofs are shinny and my coat is every persons dream. I also have chosen a tasteful outfit because I have not yet reached the level of stardom where you can dress really poorly and go to treatment centers. I feel the ol antlers tingling maybe I am getting a new role? Of course, that must be it.

Errands and Boats

We woke late, nearly seven and ate breakfast at Penny’s Cafe a half block up from our spot at the church. We met Tom Cash there and ate pancakes with very good coffee. Cindy and I then took care of some trailer stuff - like propane fill. If this is interesting to you please seek help immediately. In the rain we drove to a lighthouse at the very eastern end of Lake Superior where the St Marys River begins. Then back to do more uninteresting stuff that you will thank me for not detailing. Late afternoon, sated with coffee and cookies at the same cafe we walked in the rain (note the theme) to the Soo Locks to watch another freighter slowly pass through on the way from Superior to Huron. 

Waiting for the next ship - there is a lot of waiting at the locks.

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Ok, so not a zoo but the Soo. Turns out it is a super cool place with really big boats that clearly need my piloting skills cause they go so slow. No, slower than that. Super slow. I have seen moss grow faster. But I can’t abandon my public. Although I am getting a bit concerned about my endorsements. Have not done one in a while. My PA informs me that very soon I will get a BIG one to do. Great.

The Soo!

Today started out slowly. It was a nice morning and we were yards off the beach in Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore. We set off on a beach walk but my early AM migraine kept me from most of the walk. Cindy was able to enjoy the really nice beginning to the day. I did rally enough to make two short hikes mid-morning, one to Au Sable Falls and one to the tall dunes in the park. Later we drove through the Seney NWR. We hoped to see loons and did spy one but it was a long distance from us. In fact most of the birds were opposite sides of the huge impoundments and lakes in the refuge. We saw scores of swan and the highlight for me was watching a Harrier Hawk working the marsh - again at the limits of my camera’s longest lens. Then on to the Soo (Sault Ste Marie, MI) to spend the Labor Day weekend in the parking lot of our friend Tom’s church. We are two blocks from the famous Soo Locks and watched one big ship traverse the waterway last night after a great dinner at the Lockview Restaurant. 

“1I wait quietly before God, for my victory comes from him.” Psalm 62:1 NLT

Cindy off for a walk at sunrise.

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On the road again. The Driver took his traveling circus on a narrow, bumpy, winding road across acres of great Moose territory. Did he stop? Of course not. We were going very slow to watch “birds.” Never will I understand - there are birds everywhere but we go here and not to graze and meet my fans. We were going so slow I slipped out and wandered about for an hour eating and enjoying the place as it was intended, to serve Moosekind. But then as the vehicle neared the exit, I had to exert my amazing super swimming skills to get back on. Of course I made it. We are heading to a zoo, I overheard. I hope not that is a horrible place. I will keep a keen eye out if that happens there will be mutiny. 

Pictured Rocks National Lake Shore - Not 299 as we were here before

I was up at the crack of dawn (6:45:) to help feed the livestock, pigs, chickens and rabbits. What I did was to watch AJ toss apples and seeds over a fence and then I was able to pet a rabbit. And Cadillac thought farms chores were tough. We moved east into the heart of the UP in Michigan with the day’s destination a re-visit to Pictured Rocks National Lakeshore. We camped yards from the beach at 12 Mile Beach campground in a perfect spot. The day was bright and temperate so we spent an hour and a half sitting on the beach. Perfect. Then off to a 3.4 miles hike to a light house on the North Country Trail. Nice hike along the shore and past some wrecks from an earlier era. The lighthouse complex was extensive but no signage or people to explain anything. We had an excellent dinner in the trailer. Fine day.

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I slept in this morning to recover from the manual labor yesterday. I searched for more donuts but there were none, the day was not off to a good start. We were on the move again and stopped at some sort of strange place where in the woods were metal displays in strange configurations. Why we did this, ask the driver! We did drive to some very Moosey places and are staying where I can forage a decent meal, not as good as a donut, however. 

I Blame the Moose, He Slept In.

Left the farm for the day in a dense fog and our first cold morning at 43 degrees. Not that 43 is considered cold here where the average snowfall is 180 inches per year and all the lakes and much of the Lake Superior Bays freeze solid, as in they go ice fishing when it reaches two feet. Our goal for the day are the copper mining sites associated with the Keweewa National Historic Park, or as we like to call it, Ol 298. We visited Quincy Mine site for some ruins of the 1880’s mine buildings, Calumet, where the focus was on the social aspect of the mining communities and three other sites directly related to copper mining. FYI the VC at Calumet was excellent. In Copper Harbor we drove to the very end (or the beginning) of Route 41that extends to Florida 1990 miles south. Fort Wilkins built here in the 1840’s to protect the mining interests was well preserved and mostly original. We were able to view the first mine, a mere pit dug 30 feet into the earth. There are numerous light houses on the peninsula and we visited one and viewed a second. Old and picturesque. On Brockway Mountain Drive we were nearly 1800 feet about sea level the highest road between the Allegheny and the Rocky Mountains. On the way back to the farm we ate a dinner of fried Lake Superior White Fish at 4 Suns Fish & Chips. Excellent. 

Daylight Creeps Around the Barn

Quincy Mine from the ruins of the Dry House. 1880 - 1945

Weed eating farmer style, NOT Moose’s

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I stayed on the farm today as AJ and I bonded about his vision for a place where Moose and Men would live in harmony. But then I found out how hard you have to work. When a farmer says “Let’s weed eat,” a Moose sees a whole different world. It would be so much easier if the Men part of this equation would just forage in the marsh and forget the rest. He even has an inferior antlered animal coming - a cow type - that he must tend to twice a day even if it is raining. This is nuts. So, I guess I will on-board the White Torpedo tomorrow for wherever we are going. Plus, I am a movie star now and I have an obligation to my public. On the positive side I missed a dreaded cannon today. Driver attracts those things like barnacles on a slow Moose. 

On to Michigan

Today was another get into position day. We are now on a farm on the Keneewa Peninsula in Michigan so that tomorrow we can go north and explore the copper mining region and visit the National Historic Park that is located here. We enjoyed our stay in the beautiful lakeside RV park in Washburn. The 51 spaces were full and it seems like a good way for a small town to earn some revenue without taxing people more. They will generate $250,000 plus for a season. And they have two parks, so over 500k. Anyway a nice sunrise here. At the farm that was begun in 1880 we toured five of the original buildings. All of them are showing their age but are solid as the young couple begins to shape their dream to be self-sufficient here on the 120 acres of fields, forest, orchards and pasture. Will be a challenge for them. 

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I had to rest today because captaining a boat is hard work and it taxes my antlers. The best thing about today was the apple cider donut the Driver bought for himself but my PA ordered extra. It is good to be a star. We are on a farm with some Moosey possibilities, so I may forage tonight after dinner cause it is just a burger.  

Apostle Islands National Lake Shore

The Traveling Photo Show moved into Wisconsin traveling up Route 13 in a very rural part of the state toward Bayfield. The campground there did not sound very good so we went 12 miles south to Washburn and stayed at a town campsite on the water. Perfect. Back to Bayfield, a cute town that reminds us of Bar Harbor but less “perfect.” We boarded a boat for a tour of the Apostle Islands - park number 297. We had a beautiful day, just perfect weather and calm water. We were on the open top deck and the boat was full so moving around was not too easy. There are 21 islands in the park but the French Voyageurs first counted only 12 hence the name. None of them, by the way, have the names of any Apostles. We saw several lighthouses, sea caves, rock formations and heard interesting stories about each of the islands we passed, about 15 of them in total. Super nice evening. Photos not loading well this morning. Only 2 today.

At Devils Island the northern most one there were neat rock formations and sea caves some of which were 100 feet deep.

This lighthouse was built the same year Lincoln gave his Gettysburg Address. More later on this place.

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(Ed. Note: Surprising everyone, Cadillac was with us for the cruise. He insisted he swam over but we noticed him stowed-away in the back of the Toyota. His antlers of course he could not quite hide. Turns out the “movie biz” mogul he met has a shelf concession space to rent DVD’s at the gas station. So as we arrived at the boat he chose to appear.)

Once again I was called to captain the ship as I was most familiar with the “whale tour” concept. I must say this was the worst whale trip ever as we never even spotted a single whale. It was certainly not my captaining. I will just chalk it up to a fluke. 

Put the Kettle On

We broke camp early and just did escape the heavy rain that followed us for the first 30 miles of our trip south to Duluth. When we arrived at Judge Magney State Park the rain stopped in time for us to hike the mile (and 242 steps!) to the Devil’s Kettle Falls. It is where the falls splits into two streams and the one seems to disappear. I would show you all my amazing photos from there except I left with my battery still in the charger. Oops. I did use the iPhone which is actually a good camera. Then on to the Lakehead Campground in Duluth where we stayed before on the way up the North Shore. On the way we stopped at Betty’s Pies for lunch to go and ate it on a Lake Superior overlook. Back at the trailer it was laundry day. Two weeks worth of clothes into the washer and dryer at the camp site. I went to tour a Great Lakes Freighter, William Irwin, that was built in 1937 for the United States Steel, it was impressive. A walk down the street to a Mexican restaurant for dinner and then we watched a big freighter miss the turn to the canal and spent 30 minutes maneuvering into position. I expect he was embarrassed. 

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Fin, as his friends are allowed to call him, not me of course, met someone who was in the “movie biz” and said he would meet us later in Wisconsin. Not likely. 

Isle Royale Park Number 296 - countdown to 300

If you don’t own a boat, we do not, and do not intend to backpack for a few days, we do not, then the day excursion boat is THE way to go. We left Grand Portage about 8:30 this morning and arrived on the island near 10. We had until 1:45 to explore then back to GP at 3:30. Isle Royale is large and in 3 hours you can only see a tiny bit of the place. So we hiked a 3.8 mile trail to an overlook. It was very nice and made even more pleasant by the company we were blessed with on Saturday. The nice folks we met in Voyageurs were also here so the 9 of us hiked and ate together. They were (mostly) together at university 40 years earlier. Their stories are worthwhile to hear and I completely enjoyed our conversations. There was not much more time except for a brief ranger talk on island history and then back on the boat. The day was heavy overcast, damp and no sun shine so I mostly focused on small items in the forest with just a couple of lake shots. Yet it was a fun day and an intriguing place to visit.

The cedar tree is documented to be at least 500 years old and is sacred to the Northern Lake Superior Band of Chippawa.

A most unusual flower

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Today was a good day. First I once again captained a ship this time on a Great Lake. I did a Superior job - I am so clever. Then the Driver and my Personal Assistant went for a hike. Luckily they found some other people whom they tricked into going with them so I went inland to see hundreds of my Moose fans -there are after all 1600 of them here. Apparently the movie has not arrived at this super remote place so I simply recreated my poignant and pivotal porridge role. They were suitably impressed but forgot to ask for my autograph. I guess it was because time was short for me and I had to leave to pilot the boat back to the harbor. There was a particularly cute Ms Moose, but I did not have time to get her address.

The North Shore Drive

A Superior Lake

The lakeshore along Superior north of Duluth, actually, north of Twin Harbors, is a beautiful drive. Even in the rain, which we proved on Friday. There are several state parks along the drive and most have waterfall or other interesting features. Because of the rain we only stopped at two and one National Park (#295) and took short hikes - in the rain - to see waterfalls. We were surprised at the Tettegouche State Park by the strength of the waves battering the rocky coast. I thought we were walking to an overlook and the rain was a bit heavy so I just took my iPhone. Mistake. The trail dropped down 141 steps to a lava rock beach with high, rocky cliffs along the coast and the waves were hitting the walls in spectacular fashion. So, back the 2/3 mile to get the camera, back to the beach and, eventually, back again to the car. TAKE THE CAMERA is the lesson. It was about a two hour drive from Gooseberry to Grand Portage just a mile or two from Canada. In fact, the state park here is where the High Falls are and the river you walk along divides the US from Canada. We waved to people from Canada. Nice neighbors, eh. The Grand Portage National Monument (Park number 295) was very well done with a replica trading post, costumed guides and a trail that follows the original portage for 8.5 miles. The trail predates European presence by a few hundred years. Great story and we hope to walk the trail after our tour of Isle Royale tomorrow. 

“He sang: “The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior;” 2 Samuel 22:2 NLT

Cindy on the Ledge!

Piper at the exchange site for the Northwest Trading Company. Amazing story about the Voyageurs for a later time.

The High Falls.

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Long day today and it rained all day. Not that rain is an issue for me with my superior fur but still, I did not want to appear to my public in less than outstanding condition, so I slept most of the day, except for a latte at noon. Oh, and lunch and dinner and a snack or two. I need to be ready for tomorrow’s gig. (That’s actor talk - sorry if you don’t understand.) Another national endorsement. Guess what the Driver did - in the rain -yup, went out to look at water and got wet over and over again and he not only does not have superior fur, he has no fur. To look at water! Egad.

Fire

Minnesota is battling a large wild fire about 5 miles from where we spent the night. There were detours to International Falls yesterday and a long detour today to get to Gooseberry Falls State Park. We started the day at the site of the first iron ore mine in the state. Owned by USS it supplied ore to Northern Ohio and Western PA. You can still tour the underground mine descending in the equipment that was used then to lower you into the shaft. We declined. The drive to our evening campsite was nearly three hours instead of an hour. We are glad to be safe and out of the major smoke area. We briefly stopped at Two Harbors to see the old ore loading docks that the mine supplied. Then on to Gooseberry Park. We walked to the falls here but the drought is so severe that there was but a tiny fraction of water still flowing. They can really use the rain that will dampen our hiking on Friday. Just a bit north of us is the Split Rock Lighthouse, a famous landmark so we toured it and the keeper’s house. The light would reach 22 miles across the lake and they also had powerful fog horns. Nice tour. Back at Gooseberry we walked on the shore of the lake and watched the waves surging over the rocks. Finally back at the trailer, we had pasta, salad, grilled bread and, in a little bit, some of Betty’s famous pie. 

A beautifully built structure. It is high on a cliff and that was a challenge to get the material to the site.

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Last night after my long flight and emotional reunion with Uncle Bullwinkle’s old homestead, I expected star level treatment. We have the same old dinky trailer. I don’t think the Driver understands that we stars need our own trailer. Is that too much to ask? No sauna, no ice cream, smoke on my magnificent antlers and the indignity of a cramped pill box on wheels. My agent will hear about this. Yet, I am told I have two more endorsements in the morning and I need the Driver. When my first check rolls in I am hiring a new driver and a new trailer. Where is my assistant - I need to get a note down.

Number 294, Countdown to 300 (And Cadillac is back!)

On the 105th anniversary of the creation of the National Park Service we visited our 294th park, Voyageurs National Park. This is a spectacular park of islands and water between the US and Canada. There are four land accessible sites and we visited three of those on our 15 hour day. We hiked at Echo Bay at Katetogawa. This was through a boreal forest. Then on to Rainy Lake with a stop at a coffee shop in International Falls, MN. This is of course the home of Bullwinkle and often the coldest temperature in the lower 48. At Rainy Lake we hiked the Oberholtzer Trail that included forest, marsh and a bay view. The weather was gorgeous all day. Back through International Falls and lunch at the Chocolate Moose, we stoped at Ash River and took the Blind Ash Bay Trail, a long trail that ended with an amazing view. We met a reunion group on the way back to the car and enjoyed chatting with them and we exchanged photos and found they are going on the same boat as we are on Saturday. For the day we hiked 9 miles. Yes we were tired. On the way back to the trailer, a 90 minute drive, we stopped along Pelican Lake and had sandwiches we had brought along.

First View

Boreal Forest Trail

View from end of Blind Ash Trail

You meet lots of wonderful people hiking in the National Parks.

Cadillac Returns 

I have had a whirlwind of a week. I spent a lot of it in Hollywood. (Ed note: “Hollywood” in Pigeon Forge is an tourist venue) where I met with my agent. We set out an agenda of personal appearances before my next film role which I am sure the agent is negotiating now. I then flew first class (Ed note: overnight by FedEx is not really first class - don’t tell him) to International Falls to visit the home of Bullwinkle, my famous great Uncle and to look up Laverne, one of my many old girlfriends. Couldn’t find her. Well she will be upset when my next big role comes along. No ice cream was a disappointment but I did have a very good latte at the Coffee Landing where a great crowd gathered. I would have signed a few autographs but I was not sure what I should charge for them - note for my personal assistant: Check with the agent. I then went for my first product endorsement a National Park. Start right at the top, I thought, no local stuff but hit the national accounts at the beginning. It is late but that is the life of a movie star. I can nap while I am chauffeured back to the lodging for the night. Will it be an exotic resort with a sauna?

My first product endorsement. Wonder if I can afford a new Porsche with this yet. Note: ask agent.

Moving North

Not much went as planned. A huge thunderstorm rolled in and disrupted the shipping schedule. So no ships in the night to photograph. We needed groceries, a prescription and baked goods, so off in the rain to do errands. Back just in time to pack up and move north to position us for our trip to the Voyageurs National Park. There were also some fires in the area and one caused us to detour a bit so the 90 minute drive took over 2 hours plus gas and a rest stop lunch. When we arrived at Vermillion Lake State Park and got set up we took a 2 mile trail along the lake. The view was very limited by the smoke from the fire, however, at a narrow point of land I shot some small songbirds. Tomorrow is a big day, so off tonight to try and get sleep that was so interrupted the last night. Almost a whole “bird week” in a single post. What luck for the vast audience.

Red-breasted Nuthatch

Black & White Warbler

The judges awarded an astonishing 9.7 for this upside down head peck with twist in the Feathered Olympics.

A Black-capped Chickadee just hanging out

Any ideas on this split eye ringed song bird?

Big Boats

Early in the morning we walked to the upper and lower falls in the Amnicon Falls State Park (WI) to try some photography. Thought some of the shots were decent. That is not a forgone conclusion especially on this trip where weather and, well, me have limited opportunities. Maybe that is changing. We did a short drive to a combo marine and RV park on the harbor in Duluth. Great site. We walked to the Corps of Engineer Museum where there is a lift bridge and a long passage into the harbor. We watched our first Great Lakes ship, ply the waters and into the harbor. Neat. We also found a top 20 maybe top 10 (hard to tell good ice cream has been harder to find than photos.) so it might be a case of really good cause everything else since Cruze was mediocre. A drive on the scenic parkway was disappointing and sunset like all the others so far on this trip simply a bare splash of pastels and then gone in a minute. But there is ship coming in at 5AM, maybe….

The Lower Falls and a sun dappled pool in the morning hours.

1.9 miles out

Entering the passage past a light house

623 feet by 69 feet and holding scores of tons of limestone. A smaller Great Lakes ship.

Slow and Steady

By evening we arrived at the Anmicon Falls State Park close to Duluth as that town is where we spend the next day and night. To get here we hopped once again between MN and WI crossing the St Croix. There were more forests and fewer farms and the land was clearly flatter but still very pretty. Our day included a two mile walk along the river at Wild River State Park, a hike at Sandstone Cliff that was not as impressive as we thought, a quick lunch along the river at an overlook, a stop for ice cream, just ok, and a hike at both Animcon Falls and a NPS site along the river near somewhere else. Oh, and somewhere I acquired a caramel topped cinnamon roll and that is next and last on today’s agenda.

Along the Scenic St Croix