A headache greets me at the start of my tenth day on the island, ushering in the end of the two-thirds mark of my Isle Royale National Park adventure. Is it possible for a single Foster’s Lager beer to give someone a hangover the next day? How can that be? It is before seven in
Isle Royale Trip: Descending from the Feldtmann Tower to Siskiwit Bay
My lunch at the Feldtmann Tower is short, but sweet. The late start due to my extensive visit of Rainbow Cove, and its associated moose encounters, made certain of that. Since it is mid-afternoon already, and there are more than five miles to Siskiwit Bay, I cannot afford to take my time. The constant chirps
