Up at the Lake in Minnesota

Monday morning we drove to the extended family cabin on Lake Mille Lacs.  We brought lunch to share with Roger's sister and her husband, 

This was our first view of the new cabin.  The original cabin had been Roger's parents'.  One of his sisters and her husband acquired the cabin; we have access to it.  The old cabin had deteriorated so much that it was no longer economically worth maintaining it.  This spring they took it down and replaced it with this. 

Roger's sister's husband is an architect and has been thinking about this for the past 40 years.  The new cabin is only 8 feet longer on this end. The new cabin reflects the essence of the old one. 

The new screen door slams just like the old one.  It truly makes the new cabin feel like it has been with us from the beginning.  Two of the major differences are electricity and indoor plumbing.  We do not have television and internet access.  The cabin faces the lake on the north side. 

This is standing in front of the cabin looking out on the lake on a calm day.  I used my time to stitch on a project for Just Cross Stitch magazine.  I wish that I could show it to you but it is unpublished.  I can tell you when it appears in the magazine. 

We took a day trip to Split Rock Lighthouse on the North Shore.  In Minnesota, we refer to the Lake Superior shoreline as the North Shore. 

The lighthouse was built in 1910 and is obviously now 100 years old.  It has been decommissioned but is an integral part of Minnesota history.  Although it does not show well in the picture, the color of the lighthouse is a rosy tan.  At the time the lighthouse was built the only access to it was from the lake.  There were no roads or railroads to it.  All of the building materials and living supplies had to be shipped in and were raised to the level of the cliff top with a tramway. 

Sunrise on a day when the wind will whip up a wild lake. 

This small part of a small bay normally is very calm.  For a while the waves were whipped into a frenzy.  They pounded the beach so hard that it sounded like we were on Lake Superior. 

                                                                                            


It was a beautiful sunrise on the morning of the day we returned home.