First of all I must put a plug in for the B and B we stayed at last night. If you're ever in Eagle River, WI, try the Inn at Pinewood. It was a log cabin, a former hunting cabin and later a school for dyslexic boys. It's been updated and it's full of interesting antiques. The soft lighting throughout the place created a warm, cozy atmosphere on a rainy, cool day. We were drenched and chilled yesterday afternoon, so decided to stay in and snack for the evening.
You know I'm all about what food is served. Breakfast was exceptional, created just for us since we were the only guests. Don't worry, we took a mile walk right before eating.
At the library in town, Doug found some interesting information about the early days in Eagle River, where his great grandparents, John and Lottie Clore were married. Doug was especially curious why they'd traveled to Eagle River to marry, when they could have had the civil ceremony in Gogebic County, where Lottie Green and her family lived.
Our next stop was Bond Falls created from a hydroelectric plant on the Ontonogan River. We hiked awhile, impressed by it's power and beauty....That's another place you'll want to see if you're ever in the western section of the U.P.
Next we tried to locate Choate, the lumbering town in which John Clore worked. We drove on forest service roads, using a topographic map Doug had. Sadly, we couldn't find the railroad grade where we'd hoped to hike to the former logging town. Since it's height of activity was 100 years ago, you can understand how everything was overgrown. The little towns were gone forever.
Lunch....Pasties! the best we've ever had at The Pasty Corner. The pasties were actually moist, for once...and a great treat. Mine was the traditional with rutabagas, potatoes, onions, and meat.
In Iron River, where John and Lottie, Victor, Theodore and Sarah, and Lottie's folks all lived for about a dozen years give or take, we drove down a couple of streets where they were listed in the 1913 directory. We found the old Iron River Cemetery on the outskirts of town, and we searched quite awhile for the tombstone of "Baby Clore 1915," child of Victor (Vic Jr) and Margaurite, (the baby was John's niece or nephew and Earl's cousin). We were rather disappointed that we couldn't locate the stone, but we enjoyed seeing several deer grazing and then leaping away.
Have we mentioned how beautiful the national forest is? Pictures can't fully show the beauty of the woods and the rolling hills
Tonight we're staying at a B & B called the Listening Inn, another beautiful place. Our room has a hot tub:) Their business, too, is way down, the worst it's ever been. We love the quiet and time to reflect on our day.
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