Tahquamenon Falls Trip 2011

Last weekend my brother, sister in law and Little Man took at trip to Tahquamenon Falls in the beautiful Upper Peninsula of Michigan.  I’ve been there quite a few times, but it’s always been to the Lower Falls, never to the Upper.  This time around, not only did we get lost and spent some time laughing hysterically at our state of lost-ness, but we ended up in Newberry, had lunch at McDonald’s, and accidentally found the Upper Falls.  So it worked out great, because for three of us, it was our first time there.

What an absolutely beautiful area…the Upper Falls are magnificent.  The beautiful root beer colored water churns fast and furious over the rocks and it’s just awesome to behold.  We had such a wonderful time, we spent the whole day between the Upper and Lower falls and got tons of fresh air and beautiful photos.

Take a peek at some of the highlights of our trip (click on each picture to enlarge):

This huge stump caught my eye.  I love the way it looks.

This is the Upper Falls.  Is it not gorgeous?

A closer look at that “root beer water”.  The water is colored like this from the high levels of iron in the riverbed and surrounding land.

This is the river as it winds away from the Upper Falls.  It churns pretty heavily here, and you don’t see people in kayaks and canoes the way you do at the Lower Falls.

My brother Mike, his wife Joanna and Little Man, posing for the obligatory photos.

Me and Little Man.  Apparently I found something really, really funny.  Which isn’t surprising, because my brother makes me laugh and he was taking the pictures.

Little Man on a little bridge that’s part of a hiking trail at the Lower Falls.

The Lower Falls.

This is my favorite shot, no matter what time of year I go here.  It’s absolutely breathtaking in the fall.

This last shot is of a stand of wildflowers.  I took it because I love Indian Paintbrushes, and they were beautiful with the buttercups.

This was a really fantastic day trip, even with  getting lost taking the scenic route.  After all, no matter where you go, there you are…it doesn’t matter if you’ve seen that same McDonald’s four times now!

S.

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