(Posted 12 days delayed by Dakota Noel)
Once we had packed up at Blue Points Mine, we were ready to head to our next destination of Grand Marais, MN via Thunder Bay. Between Thunder Bay and the mines, we traveled on the
Trans-Canada Highway which isn’t all that heavily traveled in the Thunder Bay area (eg Canadian truck traffic on I-94 in the US vs Ontario 11/17). I suspect the main reason is that true trans-Canadian travelers cut through the US for higher highway speeds and lower gas prices.
The road varied in number of lanes and repair with several construction zones with delays between the mines and Thunder Bay. Construction was one of the things I remember about my first trip to Thunder Bay in the mid 1960s when the road took people through town rather than around it. Ontario 61 between the border and Thunder Bay was also lightly travelled, especially compared to Minnesota 61 all the way up to Grand Portage.
We intentionally drove through Thunder Bay along the lake front to see it and other parts of town. Thunder Bay is a lot like Duluth without Canal Park: a working port without a lot of aesthetics. There is a recently started
waterfront development to change that and it may be worth a trip back in a few years to see it. We had lunch at a McDonalds across the street from the new lakefront park.
We made two stops between Thunder Bay and the border. The first was at
Thunder Oak Cheese Farm where we picked up some smoked gouda and some garlic cheese curds to enjoy at the cabin. The second was at
Pigeon River Provincial Park where we took a short boardwalk trail to be treated to a nice bay on Lake Superior. After crossing the border, we stopped at
Grand Portage State Park and made the short hike to the high falls of the Pigeon River.
High Falls of the Pigeon River: US to left, Canada to right
Pigeon Bay, CanadaWe arrived in Grand Marais, MN late afternoon. While the sign entering town claims just over 1500 residents, that number swells in the summer with artists and tourists. It has more hotels, shops, and restaurants than a town that size would otherwise merit.
After unpacking, we browsed some of the shops including the picturesque Drury Lane Bookstore. Nothing like browsing a book with a breeze coming fresh off the lake and through the open window to where the paper is in ones hands. Very sensual.
Drury Lane Books, Grand Marais, MN
While the Angry Trout Cafe had been the intended supper venue, the family made a spontaneous decision to go to the classic Sven and Ole’s Pizza for an Uff-da (supreme) pizza. It was good, don’t ya know.
After supper, Ilene and the girls tended to the task which had brought us back to the town and the hotel: rock hunting on the beach. In our previous visit, they had found a number of smooth black rocks which ended up in a wooden frame purchased at a farmers/crafters market the following day to house a beautiful sunset picture.
2007 Souvenir of Grand Marais
This night’s hunting yielded rocks for two projects: an animal paw and the base for a lamp. Ilene thinks she knows someone in Fargo who can drill the rocks to run the cord from the bottom up to the fixture.
2010 Souvenir of Grand Marais
We were also treated to a nice sunset with photo opportunities which were enjoyed with some frozen custard on the beach. (Note how the gilrs have grown between the picture below and the one from 2007).
Grand Marais, 2010