Day 220 – Upper Peninsula Drive
This morning I investigated another portion of Pictured
Rocks National Seashore. Since Petey
wasn’t allowed on the trails, I did a quick hike through the hardwoods to
Chapel Lake and Chapel Falls. I got a
kick out of the Chapel Lake Overlook as my only view was a splash of water
through the trees. The falls was
relatively protected by trees, but with a little work I was able to snap a
photo of the water streaming down the cliff.
Overall, I wasn’t as enthusiastic about this hike as my book led me to
believe I would be. Perhaps I needed to
make the six mile roundtrip to Chapel Rock.
From Pictured Rocks we continued east through the Hiawatha
National Forest and along the shore to Grand Marais, where I took a short break
to walk Petey around the local park and make a quick stop at the Old Post
Office Museum which displayed hand stamps and scales.
From Grand Marais we turned south to Seney and stopped at
one of the few gas stations around before visiting the Seney National Wildlife
Reserve. Animal pelts seem to be popular
up here. I had my pick at the filling
Seney National Wildlife Reserve was having a photo contest,
so I took numerous pictures, but the birds just weren’t that close, even with
my zoom lens! The reserve is home to
several Trumpeter Swans and one pair had two cygnets. In addition geese, turtles, and loons dotted
the marshes along with countless lily pads.
Shortly after leaving Seney National Wildlife Reserve, a small
rodent (didn’t get a good look) scurried across VANilla’s path. I wasn’t sure if my reactions were fast
enough to miss squashing it, so I looked in my rear view mirror to see if it
was ok. As it flipped from its back to
its belly a hawk came swooping down and grabbed it…oh, it was awful! I guess that is why it never slowed down or
even tried dodging VANilla…it was already running for its life.
We ended the day at the Tahquamenon Falls State Park which
was lovely. The campground was one of
the best I’ve stayed in for a while. I
believe it was only $21 for electric and offered free showers. Furthermore, the sites were shaded and it was
only a mile walk to the Lower Falls of the Tahquamenon River, the same river
described in Longfellow’s poem The Song