A pic of a huge mass of exposed roots that we came across when we were hiking in Cascade. This is only a tiny portion of the root network.
A pic of Grand Marais. It is this little town (but one of the biggest on the North Shore) of about 1500 people. It is not far from the Canadian border and is the entrance to the Boundary Waters. For Nick and I, it was like being dropped back in a New England seaside town. The lake is so big that it seems like an ocean. There were quaint stores and cafes along the waterfront, some boats gently bobbing in the bay, a lighthouse and tons of charm. The difference was it was so uncrowded, few cars, and was so peaceful and quiet! We found a darling tiny bookshop right on the shores of the lake in a tiny white cabin surrounded by an English garden and spent a long time browsing and sitting in the window seat poring over their wares. We strolled into the Gunflint Mercantile and sampled fudge and homemade soup and walked to a shoreline that felt like the edge of the world in it's silence and seclusion. Loved it!
A view from the top of Moose Mountain. The trees just go on forever.
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