Brrrr! C-c-c-old, very c-c-c-old. The morning of my eighth day on Isle Royale is absolutely freezing. Or, at least, very close to it. Sometime in the night, I put on nearly all my clothes, just as I did the night before. Even fully ensconced in the typically warm-enough Highlite sleeping bag, with almost every piece
Isle Royale Trip: A Wrinkle in My Plans and Other Events at Windigo Ranger Station
Good-byes are always difficult. My rest day at Windigo is full of good-byes. Good-bye to the Minong Ridge, good-bye to the cohort I hiked with from McCargoe Cove, and good-bye to half of my opportunities to see a moose and/or wolf. I think about these things while I wolf down my lunch back at my
Isle Royale Trip: Rest Day at Windigo Ranger Station, Part One
Rest days are for rest. And, plenty of it. Unfortunately, they are for chores too. And I have plenty of those too on my only rest day at Washington Creek Campground. The morning of the only rest day on my journey across the Isle Royale is bitterly cold. Or, at the very least, well below
Isle Royale Trip: My First Night at Washington Creek Campground
The Minong Ridge Trail is over. Completed. Done. Kaput. Now only the Feldtmann and Greenstone Ridge Trails are left for the final week of my Isle Royale Trip. After a morning of ascents and descents, followed by an afternoon of repeated ridges overlooking beaver-created wetlands, I finally make it to the Washington Creek Campground. It
Isle Royale Trip: Inching My Way Towards Washington Creek along the Minong Ridge Trail
The constant ups-and-downs of the Minong Ridge Trail works up quite an appetite. And with a resupply package soon to arrive in Windigo (or so I surely hope), almost anything in my rapidly shrinking food bag is fair game. First up is a peanut butter and blackberry jelly sandwich, on a piece of multigrain round
