Jessie: The float plane flight back to Houghton was much faster than the flight out. There weren't any storms, just a nice, sunny day. When we landed dad miscalculated the height of the plane from the ground and decided to ninja roll off the plane onto the ground, all while holding his camera. Though every part of his body touched the ground the camera didn't come within two feet reinforcing the number one law on vacation: protect the camera at all costs.
We went to visit property (200 feet of beach frontage on Lake Superior) that my grandma used to own near Ontonagon, MI. Thinking we had the wrong house we asked one of the neighbors. After talking to the man (exciting his dog that was sitting on the front porch so much it became tangled in it's leash, choking itself and almost falling down the stairs) we arrived at the correct cabin. Having an idea for decorating my room we collected driftwood from the beach. I left with an arm load while Alli left with only one piece which looked like a wand from Hogwarts.
Porcupine Mountain State Park, our next destination, had an easy boardwalk hike with a great view of the isolated "Lake of the Clouds" nestled on top of a forested mountain and flanked by a shear rock wall. While we were there we had a woman take a family picture of us which was followed by dad complaining that she didn't know how to compose a picture. You know, the usual. We also saw a family go outside the fence and walk towards the cliff's edge. This was followed by a muttered statement by dad, "Well that's illegal." We laughed at the family when they tried to get a picture of the dad with his dog. The dog continually turned around putting his butt to the camera and then lying down facing the wrong direction.
Visiting another piece of property that my grandparents owned we went to the old family cabin at Langford Lake, MI. As we drove along the gravel roads we turned onto a private road that read "keep out." After an exclamation from Alli: "Dad I don't want to get shot!" dad turned around and went another way. Though my dad used to go on the property all the time when we were younger, it was now owned by someone else and though the people who lived in the cabin were gone, we illegally went on the property to take photos for Grandma to see how it has changed.
Continuing on with our blast from the past we went to Black River Falls. Dad had gone here on a field trip in college and had been here a couple more times with Mom and some friends. We hiked a total of about six miles (which included about 1200 stairs) to five very different falls including Rainbow, Sandstone, Potawatomi, Gorge, and Conglomerate Falls. The falls were wide and slow to narrow and fast. All of the hiking was rewarding - mostly for Alli - as she climbed over a fence to get $6 that dad noticed lying on the ground. After briefly visiting the beach at the end of the river Dad alone went on to hike about two more miles to see the backside of Rainbow Falls to get a better view of this cork-screwing falls which couldn’t be seen from the road side. We then went back to our hotel in Ironwood, MI ending the day with a nice dinner next door.
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