I finally finished editing! Here’s the video from our awesome trip to Isle Royale National Park!
Miss any of the posts? Catch up starting here.
I finally finished editing! Here’s the video from our awesome trip to Isle Royale National Park!
Miss any of the posts? Catch up starting here.
The world is big and I want to have a good look at it before it gets dark.
– John Muir
What are men to rocks and mountains? Oh! what hours of transport we shall spend! And when we do return, it shall not be like other travellers, without being able to give one accurate idea of any thing. We will know where we have gone—we will recollect what we have seen. Lakes, mountains, and rivers, shall not be jumbled together in our imaginations; nor, when we attempt to describe any particular scene, will we begin quarrelling about its relative situation.
– Jane Austin
Previous: Three Mile to Rock Harbor
We woke up on our final morning on Isle Royale around 7, and I was ready to get onto the boat. The Ranger III had left Rock Harbor in the afternoon for park headquarters at Mott Island while we were at Rock Harbor, so it wasn’t even there when we work up, but we were ready to go home!
We had a quick breakfast of Clif bars and got down to Rock Harbor by 8 AM.
It was definitely bittersweet when the Ranger III came to pick us up. On one hand, it’s nice to get back to the real world, with a real bed and pillow and shower. On the other, it was hard to leave this amazing place feeling like we had so much left to explore. We overheard a group saying they’d seen a moose the day before in the middle of the trail to our campsite, which was a little disheartening to have missed, but even without moose, our trip was really the best backpacking trip I’ve been on so far.
We had great weather, saw beautiful landscapes, and were deep into the wilderness of some of the most northern lands easily accessible to those of us in the lower 48. We hopped on the boat at 9 AM, greeted by the rangers who had been on the Ranger III on the way out, and left the wilderness.
Previous: Daisy Farm to Three Mile
Trail Miles: 6.9 Total Miles: 29.2
Andrew’s alarm went off at 6 AM, and we quickly started packing up the tent and its contents. It took us 30 minutes to go from asleep to on the trail, which seemed pretty good to me considering the fact that there was a bathroom break in there! We had decided to skip breakfast and eat once we got to Rock Harbor, so there was very little cleanup needed. The sun was already up and bright when we work up, and unfortunately was pretty much right in our faces as we hit the trail. Heading east at first light is a bit difficult, but the views were amazing.
It took us an hour and a half to get to Rock Harbor from Three Mile backtracking over the Rock Harbor Trail. There was no wind, so the mosquitoes were bothersome if you weren’t moving, but it was cool and crisp.
We got to Rock Harbor before 8 and had our pick of all of the shelters. We chose the first shelter we came across which was a bit shady and set back from the trail. As soon as we got set up, Megan, Nicole and Chelsea passed by to grab a shelter of their own.
Since we hadn’t eaten breakfast, we ate one of the treats we’d saved for a morning where we had lots of time – dehydrated hash browns. Though I hadn’t blanched them ahead of time and they were discolored, they tasted awesome. I would definitely do them again! Each Andrew and I were on low battery for our Kindles, but we tried to get as much out of them as possible before they died, once and for all. I was reading Wool, a group of scifi novels, and Andrew was reading a Master and Commander novel.
After a few hours of hanging out in our shelter, we went ahead and checked out Rock Harbor. It’s interesting – Rock Harbor is actually a very large protected area, and Snug Harbor is where “civilization” is, but Snug Harbor gets called Rock Harbor all of the time. We poked around a bit by the Rock Harbor Lodge, checked out the menu for the grill, and read several of the interpretative signs in the area. There was not one but three companies of the CCC on the island, which I found pretty interesting.
We decided we wanted to check out Scoville Point via the Stoll trail, so after a lunch of remaining snacks and pita, we headed out, unencumbered by our packs. We passed by the trio’s shelter on our way out and invited them to dinner – we’d decided that fresh food and a real, honest to goodness inside four sealed walls dinner was worth whatever premium we had to pay!
Previous: Moskey Basin to Daisy Farm
Trail Miles: 7 Total Miles: 22.3
This night was the first night that I truly didn’t sleep well. It had been chilly when we fell asleep, so I was in my sleeping bag with my leggins, shirt, and down coat on. One of our Platy bottles fell over around midnight and woke me up and I immediately realized that I was shivering. I had my bag just a bit unzipped because I get claustrophobic if I’m too restricted, so I zipped it up and tried to get warm for a few minutes. It wasn’t working. I was going back and forth in my head deciding if I wanted to wake Andrew up when I realized (1) hypothermia can happen even in temperatures that seem “moderate” and (2) we were less than a quarter of a mile from the ranger station. I wasn’t going to get hypothermia within easy walking distance to a ranger!
When I woke Andrew up, he immediately unzipped our bags and put them together and warmed me up with his body heat. “Wow, you are really cold” he whispered to me. After just about 30 seconds, I was done shivering and felt a bit calmer. After a few minutes, we zipped into our own sleeping bags and I mummied up a bit. I slept warm and snug through the rest of the night.
I have a few lessons learned from this night. First of all, open shelters are significantly colder than tents because they don’t trap in heat. It’s also important to mummy early in the night if it’s going to be cold. I was very thankful for the body heat, but it also would have been a good idea to get up and do some jumping jacks before getting back into my bag. Finally, we’re adding a space blanket to our first aid kit. Most heat gets lost through your sleeping pad, so it would help to have another layer between you and the ground on cold nights.
After that adventurous evening, we woke up around 8 and hit the trail around 9:20. Instead of returning the way we came, we went up to the Greenstone Ridge towards Mount Ojibway.
The trail was quite steep in areas, but there were only a few switchbacks. Before getting to the Greenstone Ridge, you pass over two other ridges. It wasn’t rocky hiking, though, which was good for me! It was pretty neat to see Lake Superior from above.
We got up to Mount Ojibway at about 11. This was definitely one of the highlights from our trip! We’d heard the the tower might be locked, but the stairs were open and gave great views.
We took off our packs and relaxed for a while. It was sunny, but not too hot on the ridge. We knew there weren’t good water sources at high elevations on Isle Royale, so we had brought a good bit of water. We wound up relaxing for about a half an hour, hydrating and eating some homemade beef jerky.
Previous: Three Mile to Moskey Basin
Trail Miles: 4.3 Total Miles: 15.3
We woke up on Day 3 after a night of light rain warm and dry in our tent. The rain had stopped by the time I woke up around 8, though it was definitely wet outside of our tent. I read for a while as Andrew continued to snooze. While I was reading, a very aggressive squirrel walked under the vestibule of our tent and tried to get in! I saw his tiny paws scratching at the tent! I flicked them lightly and he immediately ran away. Yeah, I can be brave!
We weren’t looking forward to backtracking through the hardest part of the trail yet, so we had a lazy morning. Oatmeal and coffee was again the name of the game for breakfast. As we were packing up our wet tent, the girls we’d had lunch with the previous day passed by. We asked where they were headed, and one said that though they had planned to go to McCargoe Cove, based on the trail and the rain yesterday, they were headed back to Daisy Farm, which was exactly our plan! They left about 10 minutes before 10, and we left at about 10:05.
The first part of the trail was uphill, but relatively easy. It wasn’t muddy or rocky, just a bit wet from the rain the day before. We passed the trio of girls on our way up as they were taking pictures of the wildflowers.
There are a lot of wildflowers on Isle Royale in late spring. From orchids and lady slippers to dandelions and strawberries, it’s pretty cool to see the amount of color on the side of the trail.
Once we got to the rocky part, we slowed down a bit as the rocks were slippery and still damp. Of course, even though we were going slowly, I still fell twice. There is a reason I wear full boots above my ankles and use trekking poles. Thankfully, I didn’t get too muddy.
We got back to Daisy Farm before noon, and, like the day before, it was chilly, windy, and cloudy. We quickly grabbed shelter 13, which was a bit back from the lake but still had easy access to (and a view of!) the lake. We hung up our damp tent and washed some of our clothes and hung them up to dry.
Previous: Rock Harbor to Three Mile
Today’s Miles: 8.3 Total Miles: 11
We woke up at 5:30 in the morning to the girls in the shelter next to us moving around and talking loudly. Someone loudly yelling “oh look a bunny!” isn’t my favorite thing to wake up to, though I did enjoy seeing the palest of sunrises from the shelter. I immediately then fell back asleep and slept through Andrew’s alarm.
We wound up waking up around 8 and staying in our warm sleeping bags until almost 9 AM. It’s so difficult to get out of the snuggly down bag, especially with a great view of Lake Superior.
We ate some oatmeal for breakfast, with instant coffee for Andrew, and started off around 9:30.
We were back on the Rock Harbor Trail, which was very similar to the section from Rock Harbor to Three Mile (rocky) for the first mile or so. But then it turned into mud. I hate rocks, and Andrew hates mud, so both of us were a little weary by the time we’d made it to Daisy Farm and stopped for lunch.
Some of the muddiest areas of the trail have plank boardwalks. They were a welcome reprieve from muddy, squishy, mosquito filled swamp.
We did pass some pretty cool scenery on our way, though! Isle Royale has a history of mining, and we passed by one of the mines from the late 1800s, Siskowit Mine. Continue reading
Trail Miles: 2.7 Total Miles: 2.7
On Thursday, June 11th, Andrew and I took off from work an hour or so early to try and and get up to Houghton as quickly as possible. After a 6 hour drive, we made it to the Country Inn and Suites in Houghton around 11:30 Eastern time. To help us pass the time, we listened to the audiobook of A Game of Thrones, which Andrew has read, but I haven’t. Definitely a good way to pass the time!
We woke up excited on Friday morning and headed out to the dock to board the Ranger III. Houghton definitely seems like the kind of place you could easily spend an afternoon exploring, which I think would be a lot of fun some time that we’re in the area in the future. We got to the Ranger III at about 8 AM, an hour before the boat was leaving, so we grabbed our souvenir – a pin to place on our map of NPS locations visited. We also got our National Parks Passport stamped. It was chilly and somewhat foggy, but everyone was very excited to get going to Isle Royale.
One thing that was poor planning on my part – your packs get checked into cargo, so if you want to have anything on the boat, you’ll need to pull it out ahead of time. We grabbed our Kindles, my notebook and cell phone, camera, and Dramamine and we were off. I’d recommend either bringing a small day pack or filling a dry bag with entertainment, a snack, your camera, a water bottle, and a warm jacket (like a down coat) before getting to the boat. Lesson learned for next time!
The Ranger III kind of feels like it belongs in a Wes Anderson movie, if it had a bit more pink. It is comfortable, but definitely dated. I was a bit surprised at how many families were on the boat with young children. It made me super happy to see that there were kids as young as 10 or so who were just as excited as we were to get on the island. I never went backpacking as a kid, but I hope that eventually when Andrew and I grow our family that we can take our kids into the wilderness as well. The 6 hour boat ride to Isle Royale includes a LNT orientation and issuing of backcountry permits. After we boarded, we quickly grabbed a pair of seats by the window and watched the Keweenaw Waterway go by.
I took a Dramamine as a preventative measure and took a nap as my GoPro recorded a time lapse. Later on in our trip, I read the park newsletter, the Greenstone, checked out the map, and we submitted our intended path for our permits.
At 2:00, we started entering Rock Harbor and dropped off some rangers at Mott Island, the park’s headquarters. Excitement was definitely growing on the boat – we were nearly there! We landed at Rock Harbor at just about 3 PM, grabbed our packs and water and were ready to go! Fully loaded with food, fuel, and water, my pack weighed 34 pounds, and Andrew’s weighed 48. We didn’t hang around – we were ready to get hiking! We set off on the Rock Harbor trail at 3:15.
The Rock Harbor Trail looks very flat on a map, but topo lines are deceiving – most of the hiking is done on exposed rock between Rock Harbor and Three Mile. The trail rarely is more than 25 feet above Lake Superior, but the slanted rocks can be hard on the feet. The views of Lake Superior and Rock Harbor were absolutely breathtaking. The lake is extremely clear here, giving it a sapphire blue color where it gets deep. There wasn’t much wind, so the glassy surface of the lake looked even smoother.
Isle Royale National Park is the least visited, but most re-visited, national park in the lower 48. It covers an entire 200 square mile island in Lake Superior with a very unique ecosystem; at 13 miles from the nearest landmass (Canada), mammals on the island are limited to just twenty species. In addition to foxes, rabbits, and squirrels, there is a very well studied wolf and moose population on Isle Royale. Unfortunately, because of a lack of genetic diversity and disease, the wolf population is down to just three wolves from its all time high of 50, but the moose are thriving right now because of a lack of predation.
When Andrew and I started backpacking, Isle Royale came up as a really interesting trip plan – it’s quiet, secluded, and a relatively close to Madison. You can only get to the park easily between May and Septmeber, and it is one of very few national parks that actually closes. We started planning out trip about six months in advance (hey, I’m a planner!) and chose to go early in the season. We hoped we might miss some of the bugs, as they are the worst from late June through July, and had planned on going to Yellowstone later in the season and wanted to do a shakedown trip before then. Unfortunately, the Yellowstone trip had to get cut with the number of friends we have getting married around the country in the next six months, so five nights at Isle Royale is our big trip for the year.