Keely and Scot on the trail

Keely and Scot on the trail

The things you sacrifice when you have to write a blog for 365 days.  Honestly.

The rest of the family is sitting around the table (except for Keely who is peering over my shoulder) laughing and sharing conversation.  I need to get back to them!  So you guys aren’t getting that many words tonight.  I am truly sorry.

The Sturgeon River

The Sturgeon River

So guess what we did today?  We headed out to the Canyon Falls on the Sturgeon River.  In the pouring rain. 

Luckily, just as we arrived, the rain began to drizzle.  We followed the trail along the river, ooohhing and ahhhhing about this and that.  We liked some of the red mushrooms.  One of them even looked like a Laughing Buddha, but it didn’t come out properly with the camera. 

Mushroom overlooks the Canyon Falls

Mushroom overlooks the Canyon Falls

Our nephew and his roommate, Gabe, were attending orientation at Michigan Tech this morning, so they didn’t join us on our hike.  We actually had a very exciting Treasure Hunt.  But you’ll have to wait until tomorrow to hear the details.  There’s just too much to discuss.  I’ve actually gleaned three days worth of outdoor adventures from today’s explorations.  (It is not cheating.  I will still go outdoors every single day.  But will spread the fun out over three days of outdoor adventures…)

Autumn leaf near the river

Autumn leaf near the river

We stopped at the gas station and grabbed a cup of coffee (some of us wanted the flavored creamer) before our hike.  Just think!  Our small town of L’Anse will have its very own coffee shop by this autumn.  Truly.  Some of us are very excited to see if they have real espresso and lattes and cappuccinos.  We can only hope.  It’s time our small town had a real coffee shop!

Scot by the river

Scot by the river

It’s interesting to walk in the rain.  Especially when you’re getting wet, and there’s not enough rain jackets for everyone.  However, it was lovely that it began to drizzle rather than pour during our walk. 

River foaming between the trees

River foaming between the trees

Excuse me.  Doug and Gabe were just getting ready to leave, so we needed to hug and program phone numbers in his cell phone.  His mother just said, “See you at Thanksgiving!” and I got tears in my eyes, thinking about them not seeing one another until then.  (In the midst of all this laughter and talking, the phone rang and our son Chris called saying goodbye before going on a hiking trip with his girlfriend near Los Angeles.)  I am suddenly feeling very nostalgic and missing the kids very much…

Back to our hike:

The falls

The falls

We did have one small problem on the hike. Karen and I are moms.  You know what that means.  It means that we don’t want our loved ones to dangle too close to the edge.  We’re adamant about this.  Loved ones are often more adventuresome than moms.  We cajoled, “Please, stay back from the edge!”  The loved ones wanted to explore…

Scot ignores "Trail Ends" sign

Scot ignores "Trail Ends" sign

This has been a problem since I was a young mother.  The kids and husband always wanted to push the envelope.  In other words, they want to look over the edge.  I would get weak in the knees and queasy.  “GET AWAY FROM THE EDGE!!” I would insist, louder and louder.

Today really wasn’t too bad.  No one got THAT NEAR the edge. 

And that’s good, because last week someone fell off the edge.  They didn’t have a mother telling them to stay back.

One should always have a mother in that role.  Honest.

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