I took Dino with this day. He had a blast.
Monday, September 1, 2014
Streets of Hatchet Creek - Day 13
Lucky walking day 13 and time to make a confession. I walked the following places on August 26. Because I take so many pictures and have to weed through them first and crop them and such before I post them, and also because, unbeknownst to the world outside of Tomahawk, I have a rather crazy life already – working 36 hours a week at the clinic being only the tip of the iceberg, it takes me a few days (or a week) to pull each blog post together. If you started out with me at the beginning, you know that I got this idea from Matt Green who is walking every street in New York City. He has gotten so far behind that he is just now posting his pictures from May! Of course, Tomahawk is no New York City, but I have certainly run across my share of interesting places, and some of them require research outside of my own vast knowledge of my home town.
Anyway, it is time to get on with my walk from August 26. I’ve walked the road of Bradley Park before and even though I haven’t documented it here, I’ve adventured out to the Point many times. (I need to do that here I suppose, because it is one of the coolest hikes anywhere.) This day however, I was going to walk Mirror Lake Drive out to Frenchtown. That did not quite happen, as you will see.
First stop – cabin built by Carl O Nystrom, a park ranger and police officer. When Bradley Park had camping, this is where campers registered.
In 2003, the cabin was restored and dedicated to the only Tomahawk officer killed in the line of duty. I’m pretty excited that I found this article on Nystrom.
The trail went down and around Mirror Lake.
No words needed.
The leaves are starting to change. Yikes.
And then this happened to my camera. Double Yikes.
You can only imagine my despair. But with all the various setbacks I have endured over the years, I took it as a sign from God that I had taken enough pictures this day. Dino and I hiked back to the car; I drove home and had apple pie for supper. And that’s how I roll.
Duh, I just realized this was day 13, maybe that explains the camera incident.