On our last day in the Keewenaw Peninsula we awoke to blue skies and bright, golden sunshine.
I was shocked at how different the area seemed with just a bit of light. Lake Superior was immediately transformed from grey and moody to a wild spectrum of deep blue shades.
On the drive down the peninsula, you’ll find lots of great roadside parks to stop at. We stopped somewhere on the west side before reaching Eagle Harbor and spent the morning climbing the rocks along the lapping shore.
With the sunshine came even warmer weather, so I was happy to break out my favourite plaid shirt of the season.
It’s made from a lightweight linen blend, so perfect for these Indian Summer days we’ve been having. I love the feminine ruffle detailing along the waist, as it keeps me from feeling like a total lumberjack.
With a 10 hour drive ahead of us, we couldn’t stay too long though, so I eventually climbed down and headed back south. On the way, we stopped at a little place in the frontier Calumet called Cafe Rosetta that was recommended to us by a local girl for having fantastic wifi.
She was totally right. It felt just like somewhere I’d find in Detroit or Ann Arbor, but with a heartier Northern soul.
Not only did they have great wifi, but they also boasted of an excellent selection of Scandinavian baked goods.
I got a Yooper and my mom got the Maple Cream, and we split a Sisu Nisu between us.
Everyone here was extremely friendly, so if you want to meet a few locals this is the place to go. We had a great conversation with a local about his Finnish relatives that first came here during the copper boom, recounting stories passed down from his grandparents.
He told us to make sure to grab lunch in nearby Houghton, so we did just that.
Suomi Restaurant fully embraces the area’s Finnish past, with bilingual signs and menus.
I couldn’t resist the Pannukakku, topped with local turnberry jam on request and served with a side of delicious Nisu toast.
This place was super busy, and was full of students and their families coming from the nearby university town of Marquette. We waited for about 45 minutes for a table for 2, so if you’re crunched for time this might not be the best place for you. The food was great though, and the service even better, so I’d recommend finding the time if you can.
We stopped again at Canyon Falls for our final hike of the trip.
The path itself is fairly straightforward dirt path, winding along a small river.
About half a mile in you’ll hear the roaring sound of the falls. They’re gorgeous, but the real treat is the gorge just behind it.
The geography is like nothing else in the entire state, and felt truly magical in the afternoon light.
Those of you daring enough can wander past the falls onto a little dirt path that winds further down the gorge into the forest. Or, like me, you can sit at the top of the cliff daydreaming of the magical place you’ve wandered into.
We finished driving home after this through the brilliant foliage of the Hiawatha Forest, and back over the Mackinaw Bridge. I still can’t believe such a dreamy, wild place exists right in our little state, and I can’t wait to go back.