Our annual camping trip to the UP was cut short because of the unrelenting pain in my back. Our last day there, Wednesday, we still made the run up to the Jampot, near Eagle River, for jams and treats from the dear monks who run the bakery.
They grow beautiful roses too.
Every time we drive through Eagle River, we glance over at the Historical Museum, but it has always been closed. Like many such museums in small towns, it has quirky hours. But lo and behold, it was open that day and we took a quick tour.
Eagle River Falls, which at one time had much more water flowing over it, but it’s been this scanty for many years now it seems.
Just up the road is the County Courthouse.
And just past that is the County Sheriff’s office.
And at the end of that street is the Gitchee Gumee Bible Camp. I always wanted to check it out, but this is probably the closest I’ll get.
Lake Superior, aka the real Gitchee Gumee, will always be the most fascinating part of the trip for me though.
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