A typical piece of Puddingstone. |
We weren't prepared to stay the night so we had to put off Grand Island until the next visit.
We decided instead on a day hike at Pictured Rocks. A 6.5 mile hike to Chapel Falls and then onto Chapel Beach. It was so beautiful to get up close and personal with some of the magnificent rock formations we had seen by water the other day. The air was so cool and crisp. And I guess we were moving at such a good pace that the mosquitoes had a hard time keeping up because our hike was pretty much bug free! And the scenery was breathtaking!
The forest was so green and lush. The woods were filled with so many bird songs.
And the air so heavy made for the all the smells of the forest to hang close to us, filling our lungs with each step and our senses with each breath.
Chapel Falls
The White Pine at Chapel Rock
The Chapel River
The Chapel River on the right feeds into Lake Superior at Chapel Beach
Lake Superior rocks
The weather called for rain today in Munising so we decided to cut our stay short by one day and head west to try and get out of the rain. We have truly enjoyed our time in Munising and hope to come back, especially since we know more about the area.
Lynn and Randall, we did get our pasties before we left. For those who are not familiar, a pasty is something you eat, not wear~
We also met some really nice people at the campground, local folks from the Upper Peninsula, commonly known as Yoopers. "I know, right?"
It was a beautiful day today driving toward Wisconsin. Tonight, we are in Bayfield. Tomorrow we will tour the Apostle Islands National Lakeshore, consisting of 21 islands.
We enjoyed a wonderful dinner at Ethel's at 250 and then walked along the waterfront, admiring all the sailboats that call Lake Superior their playground.
It is truly an awesome sight to look out over a lake that holds such depth, such beauty and such mystery. We have driven so many miles and from so many different places,
we can still look out over Lake Superior.
She keeps coming back to greet us like an old friend.
We just experienced a small taste of Lake Superior.
We walked in her. Sailed across her.
Felt her spray against our faces and held her treasures in our hands.
There is such an allure. It is hard to walk away.
The blue gets in your blood!
Good night~
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