Saturday camping in the Porcupine Mountains went too quickly….in a blink…and tomorrow it is time to go to work again. If only the weekdays would seem to pass at such breakneck speed. Mr. B and I had a blast. Our campsite was next to the Union River and close to the Gorge where I photograph year round. Only three campsites at this spot and no running water (but they do have a pit toilet). Benny had a smile plastered on his face the entire trip, and due to his years of previous experience both backpacking and car camping, he knew the routine.
At dusk, he just walked in the tent on his own and curled up on top of the sleeping bag. His Dad stayed up and finished some writing with the help of lantern light and a cool night without mosquitoes or black flies-a gift of the Fall. I photographed at the gorge, in addition to Lake Superior. Breakfast at Syl’s Cafe in Ontonagon, my favorite breakfast nook in the UP for nearly 50 years. Syl passed some years back, but the new owners keep up the reputation, especially with the bakery and pasties.
“Thousands of tired, nerve-shaken, over-civilized people are beginning to find out that going to the mountains is going home; that wildness is a necessity”
― John Muir, Our National Parks