Pretty, but not Moose Lake |
Spoiler alert for our entire trip: If you have in your head that Minnesota and northern Michigan are chock full of Moose, they aren't. In fact, it's my home state of Colorado that wins the Moose lottery. I hear Maine has the most, but, seriously, I see lots of Moose in Colorado. Lots. In fact, Caty and I once saw 60 moose in 48 hours on the west side of Rocky Mountain National Park. Top that, Maine! On this trip, I saw one -- ONE -- Moose. And, it wasn't in Minnesota.
So, to recap:
Colorado = Moose ...
Photos taken in Rocky Mountain National Park, Brainard Lake and Grand Lake |
Everything but |
The park wasn't crowded, but the site we had booked was still occupied and checkout time wasn't until 4:00 p.m. Who does that? Fortunately, the office was open (it's closed on Tuesday and Wednesday) and they let us change to another site. It was wooded and secluded, with a walk through the woods to the nice, hot showers.
Campsite; Photo: Scott Stevens |
Ready to go |
A little disconcerting when you are sleeping outdoors, but, hey, how often are there prison breaks?
And, I suppose, folks visiting relatives in prison can also have s'mores, which would make the trip less depressing.
I made one of the few dinners we actually cooked on the trip.
Too bad I didn't get any pictures of the mosquitoes, of which there were many. I had planned the trip late in the summer because everything I read said that the bugs are worse earlier. To be fair, we didn't have any issues with sand flies (no-see-ums), just with mosquitoes and biting flies. I spent the entire trip covered with bites, despite my repellent.
Back at the campground, we went down to Echo Lake for sunset pictures. Ahhhhh .....
We had a fire that night (you can see a smidge of it in the lower right hand of the picture below). It turned out to be the only night we made a campfire. The rest of the time, we were either too tired or it was too hot. I had anticipated warm days and cool nights, but, for the most part, we had HOT days and warm nights. No fires needed.
The next morning, we headed out on the canoe. We got to the middle of the lake and Scott became concerned that the bottom of canoe seemed to be taking in water, so we paddled back and exchanged for newer -- and drier -- canoe. It's a good idea to not ignore things like rising water levels.
Although I have never actually tipped over in a canoe, I am always concerned that I will. So, I didn't take a camera -- not even my phone.
Of course, I regretted that because a loon surface right by the canoe and swam with us for quite awhile. One of my goals on this trip was to get good photos of loons and here was one right by the boat. I spent the next week worrying that I had blown my chance. And, even though we got lots of great loon pictures in Voyageurs and Isle Royale, we never had another that close to our boat.
I had planned two nights at Moose Lake because I am trying to transition us to a more relaxed, enjoy-nature style of traveling. But, it was not to be. Scott decided that we had exhausted Moose Lake's possibilities (I could have canoed all day, but ...), so we packed up camp and moved on. But, not before we took another drive looking for more birds.
We saw more Eastern Kingbirds ...
And, in the same place as the Merlin had been the day before, an American Kestrel (since they look similar from a distance, it took some time to figure out it wasn't the same bird).
Then we vacated our lovely camp ...
... and moved on to Lake Bemidji.
I made one of the few dinners we actually cooked on the trip.
Although we were camping, camping per se wasn't actually the goal. It's just that our Little Guy trailer is a nice, easy, inexpensive way to travel and stay close to nature. Because we were on the move, we actually didn't do much cooking, which is a bit hard for me to adjust my thinking to. I always think you have to cook and you have to have a fire. But, actually, you can do whatever you want.
I made burritos (we always do Mexican when camping). They were delicious. Plus, the leftovers enhanced some jarred spaghetti sauce later during the trip.
And, I know it's weird, but, yes, I do wear an apron when cooking at a campsite. I am just as messy outdoors as I am indoors.
After dinner, we explored a little. A drive produced a few birds to photograph.
I made burritos (we always do Mexican when camping). They were delicious. Plus, the leftovers enhanced some jarred spaghetti sauce later during the trip.
Making dinner; Photo: Scott Stevens |
After dinner, we explored a little. A drive produced a few birds to photograph.
Some Eastern Kingbirds |
A juvenile Merlin |
Plus slugs |
Back at the campground, we went down to Echo Lake for sunset pictures. Ahhhhh .....
Sunset |
Even though it was by the Interstate, it was peaceful, with just a couple of campers and a family picnicking by the lake.
Nice reflections |
Night time |
Although I have never actually tipped over in a canoe, I am always concerned that I will. So, I didn't take a camera -- not even my phone.
Canoeing; Photo: Scott Stevens |
Isle Royale Loons |
We saw more Eastern Kingbirds ...
Watching us |
Not a merlin this time |
But, it was so pretty |
Trip date: August 12-September 5, 2016
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