Tuesday, July 19
When I got up at 5:15, the lake
was covered in mist.
Morning mist |
Later that morning, we watched a
pair of loons feed two babies. These babies were much larger than the late
chick we’d seen last year. We felt better that these two would be big enough to
migrate when the time came.
Loon feeding two baby chicks |
We had the mixed fruit cobbler
for breakfast, warmed up in the microwave.
I packed up lunch in a cooler,
and we took off to have an adventure. Every year we drive around the dirt backroads
to Hovland, looking for wildlife. This year we saw many rare and exotic
species. No, no really. We saw many robins, a pair of blue jays, a chipmunk, a
rabbit, a deer, and a roughed grouse.
Deer |
Ruffed grouse |
“I wonder how many things we are
driving by without seeing,” Jane said.
“Lots, I bet,” I replied.
“They’re all looking at us and laughing.”
We turned right from Arrowhead
Highway on Otter Lake Road as we always do. I picked a handful of wild
blueberries at the Otter Lake canoe access.
Wild blueberries |
On the other side of Arrowhead
Highway, Ester Lake Road goes to the left. “Have we ever been to Esther Lake?”
Jane asked.
“Not that I remember. Is today
the day? We are trying new things.”
So off we went to Esther Lake. I
followed along as best I could on the Forest Service map, but it was confusing
because no private roads were shown. Esther Lake Road was deserted except for a
pickup truck that came tearing up behind us. Jane pulled over to let him pass
us in a cloud of dust. We came to a fork with a sign pointing to the left that
said only “Lake Access.” Both roads looked equally maintained, and there were
lakes other than Esther along the way. Was this the spur to Chester Lake? The
pickup had gone to the right. We followed him, thinking that he would surely be
on the main road to recreation. And we ended up in a gravel pit where the man
in the pickup worked.
We turned around and took the
left fork. We found the Chester Lake canoe access, which had a nice dock
suitable for fishing—deep water and no snags.
Chester Lake canoe landing |
I saw a small toad at the edge
of the parking spot. Add that to the list of wildlife.
Toad |
At length, we found Esther Lake.
It was a pretty spot and totally isolated. We were the only people there. Not a
boat on the water, not a house on the shore. I walked out on the boat dock
access the fishing conditions, which were also good.
Esther Lake |
I saw a picnic table across a
small bay which seemed like the perfect spot for lunch. The picnic table was at
one of three campsites at Esther Lake. Someone had left neatly stacked firewood
by the fire ring.
Lunch at a campsite overlooking Esther Lake |
They just don’t make days better
than this one. It was cool, calm, and sunny. There was just enough breeze
coming off the lake to keep the bugs down. We ate cheese curds, summer sausage,
crackers, and cherries overlooking the water. There were no human sounds other
than our own voices. It is often not possible to get to places like this in a
car.
We drove up almost to Canada to
hike to Pigeon Falls. I remembered correctly that the second platform offered a
wider view of the falls without climbing any stairs. As we were attempting a
selfie in front of the falls, a woman with a “Hello Kitty” head tattooed on her
neck offered to take our picture for us, which was very nice of her.
Jane and me at Pigeon Falls |
Jane waited for me in the shade
as I climbed the stairs to the first platform. From this vantage point, there
was a rainbow in the spray, and I could see the remnants of a sluice built a
long time ago to get lumber around the falls.
Waterfall with rainbow--video below |
On the way back, Jane noticed a
pretty white star-shaped flower nodding on a stem from three leaves that were
flat to the ground. We later identified it as one-flowered wintergreen.
One-flowered wintergreen |
We also passed a number of fungi
growing in the damp, deep shade of the forest. A little girl in the family
ahead of us drew our attention to a “gianormous” mushroom down an access road
at the side of the paved trail. Gianormous indeed! The cap was perhaps 8” in
diameter.
A gianormous mushroom |
We got back to the cabin at
5:15. Jane started the charcoal while I made an experiment foil pack of
broccoli, garlic, butter, and Parmesan cheese. We had margaritas, chips, and
salsa while waiting for the charcoal to be ready. We grilled the Zup’s brats
and the broccoli and microwaved the last of the foil pack potatoes from Sunday.
The foil pack was a success. Some of the Parmesan browned on the broccoli and
garlic. A lot of it burned on the foil, but Jane gamely picked it off and declared
it the best part. We ate dinner on the deck, another first for us. It helped
that Dave and Nancy have added a small table to the deck furniture this year.
Brats and broccoli |
Another lovely day on vacation.
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