Our youngest son Sam lives in Seattle now, so connecting with him on the last day of my northwest vacation was the best part of the whole week.
My base of operations was the Sorrento Hotel, a 115-year old institution just a few blocks down Madison Street from Sam’s apartment.
Two to two and a half centuries ago, the main source of income in this region was the fur trade. The town where I grew up, Prairie du Chien, was one of the main hubs of this trade. Even today, the annual Rendezvous along the shore of the Mississippi River celebrates the traders and trappers who gathered there for decades to seek their fortune. All of those furs eventually made their way by canoe to Mackinac Island, and from there to the east coast and Europe. Probably since high school I’ve wanted to visit Mackinac and explore that fur trading connection. This became the year.
Friday morning I awoke in my tent along the western shore of Lake Michigan’s Green Bay, at Wells State Park (Michigan DNR).
I like road trips and I like to visit my granddaughters. So deciding how to travel to a staff conference in Orlando was easy, I could drive and visit granddaughter Eden on the way.
Got an early start and made it through Chicago before rush hour. By the time the sun was coming up, I was driving through the windmill fields of northwestern Indiana. (more…)
Anna is ready for another adventure. She has her adventure boots on.
April 25th is the birthday of both Guglielmo Marconi and Edward R. Murrow, two giants in the world of radio. In their honor, some photos from my weekend visit to the Pavek Museum of Broadcasting in St. Louis Park, MN. (more…)
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