Red Chair —
At 1:30 on Saturday afternoon, I was driving down Route 77 through the tiny town of Grand Marais, Michigan. (I’ll explain why I was in Grand Marais in my next post.) Tucked in among the stores and cafes was a large barrel with a door. Above the door, in large white letters, it said “Pickle Barrel House [...]
We first visited the tiny town of Christmas back in 1982 with Dave and Donna Pearson. It was pathetic even back then — notice the rotund snowman behind us. The gift shop and Santa in the above photo are still there. We stopped, and while my wife and daughter browsed, I took this shot. Inexplicably, [...]
On Saturday morning, we drove to Bay Furnace, a picnic grove and beach near the town of Christmas. It’s named for the remains of an old pig iron blast furnace. Here’s what it looks like from the beach by the Christmas Range Lights. We stolled up and down the beach collecting — and stacking — [...]
On Friday morning, we drove/hiked to four waterfalls. I took a bunch of pictures, but none of them came out well, even by my standards. We also went to Sand Point, which turned out to be one of the highlights of the vacation. The lady at our motel told me it had been rated one [...]
We were in Munising for eight meals. For three of them, we bought cheese, crackers, fruit and a variety of other stuff and ate in our motel room. Here’s what we did for the others. Friday Breakfast — The Navigator The lady at the motel told me this place had the best breakfast in town. [...]
The name of our motel was Sunset Motel on the Bay. It was located on the eastern shore of Munising Bay, with the town off to the south and Grand Island across the way. There was a strip of grass along the shore, and an old wooden dock. We scheduled our days so that we [...]
On Thursday morning, we left Jeff and Cindy’s and drove north into the Upper Peninsula. We made to to Marquette by lunchtime and ate at Big Boy. These restaurants used to be all over the place — I remember one on Rand Road in Mt. Prospect where I ate many times. But now there’s only [...]
Two men, two (well … three really) red chairs, two lookers-on, one good discussion.
A few weeks ago, a guy saw me carrying the red chair at a state park and said, “So, you’ve decided to return it, huh?” And then Lily at the Rhinelander Logging Museum asked about it. It occurred to me that I might be accused of stealing it someday. That got me thinking that I [...]
Elizabeth passed up several opportunities to sit in the chair during our day-long adventure. She knew where she wanted her picture to be taken — at the beach where she swims with her friends. And so that’s where we went. That’s Boom Lake, part of the Wisconsin River. The structure in the background that looks [...]