Today is a new day!

I appreciate the concern, but I think I'm doing fine now.  What little I had in my stomach came up and from then on I got better.  What a waste of a fine huge lodge room, with the largest bathroom I've seen in a long time.

I've noticed that all across the northern states farmers are making hay while the sun shines!

Although I could barely get a glimpse of the Lake through my window at the Lodge, I couldn't see anything but trees.  It stormed early this morning and on my drive toward Grand Marais I couldn't get much of a decent picture.  I took several photos with my b&w film camera and will be anxious to see how they turn out.

At Grand Marais I visited a camp store to get something to waterproof my tent.  I will have to take care of it when I'm in NY as it has to be cleaned and dried overnight, then treated the next day.

I also stopped at the Cook County Organic Food Co-op next door to the outfitter and picked up some good stuff to eat.  Believe me, the peanut butter crackers was all I had left.  I've eaten several packs of them with lunch, but at breakfast on an empty stomach was a bad idea.

I didn't stay any longer on the Lake Superior Drive from Duluth to Canada - for one thing a view of the Lake is a rarity.  I had planned to drive Rte 13 along Superior's Wisconsin shore, but noticed on the map that much of it was pretty far away from the water.  I ended up on US 2 which I love.  I traveled it west a year or so ago.

I'm stopped at a motel that has a perfect view of the Lake across the road.  

Being in Wisconsin is like being with an old friend.  I don't know why, but especially the northern part of the state calls to me.  I'll be entering the UP of Michigan tomorrow morning and still have in mind to drive across the bridge.

I just got back from walking over to the Lake and got a few pictures.

I think I can clarify the noise at the campground a couple of nights ago.  You can burn downed wood in the campfire ring, and while I look for the small & medium size sticks, I know guys like a big blaze.  I saw a man go by on a trail behind my campsite and pick up a fairly good size "downed tree".  At the noisy campground were at least 12-15 pickup trucks and probably 25 young people - I'm sure they had a small chain saw to cut the wood they wanted.  For all the noise the campground quieted down about 5 or 5:30 pm, and all was well.  But they ran that saw or whatever it was for at least an hour!

I'm enjoying this trip and all the sights I'm seeing, but to tell the truth I'm a bit weary and just want to be in NY.  I doubt I'll ever make a trip alone like this again.  It would be so much better to share it.