Nestled in the heart of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula, Tahquamenon Falls State Park is a treasure trove of natural wonders and breathtaking beauty. With nearly 50,000 acres of pristine wilderness, this park is home to one of the most impressive waterfall systems east of the Mississippi, drawing nature enthusiasts, photographers, and adventure seekers alike. Beyond the falls, Tahquamenon Falls State Park boasts over 35 miles of hiking trails that weave through dense forests, scenic overlooks, and along the picturesque Tahquamenon River. So, grab your bug spray, lace up those hiking boots, and let’s dive into my adventure through this U.P. gem!
Pronunciation Tip: Tahquamenon is pronounced tuh-KWAH-muh-non.
The Mighty Tahquamenon Falls
The crown jewels of Tahquamenon Falls State Park are undoubtedly the waterfalls themselves. The park features two main sets of falls: the Upper and Lower Falls. The Upper Falls, often referred to as the “Root Beer Falls” due to their distinctive amber color, are a sight to behold. Spanning 200 feet across and dropping nearly 50 feet, this waterfall is the second largest in volume east of the Mississippi River, only trailing Niagara Falls in size! The unique hue of the water is thanks to tannins leached from the cedar swamps that feed into the river—nature’s very own chemistry experiment. Visiting the UpperFalls offers multiple viewing platforms and trails that allow you to marvel at the roaring waters from various angles.
Photo: The Upper Falls
The Lower Falls offer a more intimate yet equally mesmerizing experience. This series of five smaller cascades encircle an island, accessible by rowboat or a charming footbridge. Exploring the island and the surrounding waters is like stepping into a tranquil escape—perfect for a leisurely day of picnicking, swimming, and photography.
Photo: Two of the Smaller Cascades that make up the Lower Falls
Roadtrips and Sunsets
I arrived in the afternoon, eager to explore. After checking into my campsite at the Rivermouth Campground, I couldn’t resist a quick detour north to Whitefish Point (check out my other post on Road Trippin’: The U.P.) – Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum and the historic Whitefish Point Lighthouse. On the way back to camp, I made a couple of stops that were just too good to pass up.
First, I swung by the Rivermouth Roadside Park, a small but scenic spot on the Lake Superior shoreline. Michigan seems to have a thing for these roadside parks, and honestly, I’m here for it. They’re like little oases for travelers, offering a place to picnic, rest, and soak in the scenery. A short hop down the road brought me to Clark Point Trail. Calling it a trail is a bit generous—it’s more like a quick walk from the parking lot to the lake—but it was fun exploring the shoreline. This spot is also a birdwatcher’s paradise, so bring your binoculars if that’s your thing.
Photos: Views from Rivermouth Roadside Park | And from the Clark Point Trail
Back at camp, I settled in for the evening with a campfire and dinner. But the real treat came later, as I headed to the campground’s beach on the Tahquamenon River. With golden hour approaching, I grabbed a cold one, found a log to perch on, and let nature’s show unfold before me. There’s something magical about watching the sun dip below the horizon while the river flows quietly by—it’s the perfect way to end a full day of adventure.
Photos: My Campsite | The Evening’s Fire
Photos: The Tahquamenon River – great for Kayaking | Enjoying a Cold One!
Photos: Enjoying Nature’s Show | Golden Hour at the Tahquamenon River
Photo: The Perfect Way to End the Day!
No time to wait on late rangers
First, A note to fellow adventurers: Tahquamenon Falls has two main entrances, one at the Upper Falls and the other at the Lower Falls. It’s not uncommon to see long lines, especially in the morning or around 3 PM when campers are checking in.
Photo: Lower Falls Entrance from the Parking Lot | Hard to Get Lost Here!
Photos: Lower Falls Map | Upper Falls Map
Photo: Tahquamenon Falls State Park Map
The next morning, I was up early and ready to hit the trails. My first stop was the Lower Falls. After waiting a bit for the entrance booth to open on time at 8:00 AM (spoiler alert: it didn’t), I decided to get a head start on my day. I wasn’t going to let the rangers late start ruin my plans! Just up from the parking lot, there’s a handy area with bathrooms, the Lower Tahquamenon Falls Café & Gift Shop, and even rowboat rentals for exploring the Tahquamenon River. The hike from the gift shop to the Lower Falls is only a half-mile, mostly on a raised boardwalk. Being early, I had the place almost to myself, save for a few other early risers. Along the way, you’ll spot a wooden plaque featuring the Prayer of the Woods—a reminder to be mindful and respectful of the natural beauty around us.
Photos: Bear Cubs at Play – a sculpture at the entrance | Rowboats for Rent
Photos: The Boardwalk to the Lower Falls | The Prayer of the Woods
The Lower Falls consist of a series of five smaller falls cascading around an island. You can either view them from the riverbank or cross the Ronald A. Olson Island Bridge to explore the island. I’d recommend the latter—it’s a short half-mile loop around the island, and you get to see all five falls up close. Plus, the bridge itself is pretty cool, especially with the river roaring below after the recent rains.
Photos: Ronald A. Olson Island Bridge
Photos: The Island Loop – It’s pretty flat until you hit the boat dock area, where you’ll find a few stairs
Photos: Morning Views from the Island Loop
Photos: A few views of the Cascades at the Lower Falls from the Island
Feeling inspired and ready for a bigger adventure, I changed into my trail runners, grabbed my poles, and lathered myself in bug spray. My next challenge: the 4-mile one-way hike from the Lower Falls to the Upper Falls along the River Trail, known for its scenic beauty, winding through old-growth forests and along the river.
The River Trail: A Hiker’s Delight with Otters
Now, let me give you a heads-up: this trek is not for everyone. It’s got its fair share of exposed roots, hilly terrain, numerous staircases, and was a bit overgrown in some areas. But if you’re up for the challenge, the rewards are more than worth it. At one point, I even stumbled upon a group of river otters frolicking along the riverbank. They didn’t notice me at first, but when I “clicked” to get their attention for a photo, they weren’t too thrilled and quickly disappeared into the water. I guess not everyone is a fan of the paparazzi!
One thing to note is that the trail isn’t always the best marked or maybe I just wasn’t paying attention. I may or may not have taken a wrong turn at one point, but hey, getting lost is part of the adventure, right?
Photos: River Trailhead at the Ronald A. Olson Island Bridge | Time to walk the plank and dodge some roots on the River Trail!
Photos: The River Trail – A fun combo of dirt paths and wooden boardwalks!
Photos: The Otters – Before they knew I was around | And after – when they gave me an earful!
Photos: Check out one of the amazing views of the Tahquamenon River along the trail! | And yep, even on the way up to the Upper Falls, you’ll hit some stairs going down—perfect cardio workout!
Stairmasters and Nature’s Powerhouse
After what felt like a mini-marathon, I reached the Upper Falls. The 181 stairs down to the Gorge View seemed like child’s play after my hike, and the view was nothing short of spectacular. From here I got my first glimpse of this massive cascade with a nearly 50-foot drop and a width of over 200 feet. The sheer volume of water crashing down is mesmerizing—it’s said that during peak flow, over 50,000 gallons of water rush over the falls every second, hence getting the title of the second largest east of the Mississippi.
Photos: Coming off the River Trail and hitting the Upper Falls Viewing Areas | First stop: the Gorge View!
Photos: Stairmaster Workout – 181 stairs down to the Gorge, then back up
Photos: Boardwalk to the Viewing Area | Along the Gorge
Photos: The Upper Falls from the Gorge Viewing Area
If you’re a sucker for scenic spots, the Brink View area is another must-visit. After another 94 steps down, you’ll be rewarded with a front-row seat to one of nature’s most powerful shows. This area was definitely more popular, and I had to navigate around a few selfie-taking tourists, but the view was worth it. After taking in the sights, I headed to the Upper Falls parking lot, a short 0.3-mile walk on a paved walkway. This spot has some nice perks too, like the Tahquamenon Falls Brewery & Pub, Camp 33 Gift Shop, an outdoor picnic area, and even a food truck, though it wasn’t open when I visited.
Photo: The “Root Beer Falls” from the Brink Viewing Area
After all that hiking, I figured I deserved a reward, so I made my way to the Brewery & Pub. Unfortunately, nothing on the menu really caught my eye, but I couldn’t pass up the chance to try one of their beers. I went with the Falls Tannin, an American Red Beer. It had that deep amber hue, just like the Upper Falls, but the taste was… well, just okay. Not exactly something to write home about, but it hit the spot after a long day on the trails.
Photos: Tahquamenon Falls Brewery | Tried the Falls Tannin – does it look like the falls? | Today’s brews!
Trail Running and Campfire Bliss
Rested and refreshed, it was time to head back down the River Trail to the Lower Falls parking lot—a solid 4+ miles back. This time, I took the Nature Trail to the River Trail, the path I had hiked up earlier. Feeling a bit adventurous, I decided to turn the hike into a trail run. The path was getting busier with other hikers, so I had to weave around a few people, but it was a fun way to end the day.
Back at the Lower Falls parking lot, I packed up and headed to my campsite for the night—The Lower Falls Portage Campground. Back at the campsite, I treated myself to a hot shower, made another campfire, and settled in for the night. I had a 7-hour drive to Duluth, Minnesota, ahead of me the next day, so I knew it would be an early night. But as I sat by the fire with a cold drink in hand, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment. Tahquamenon Falls State Park had lived up to every expectation and then some.
A Memorable Adventure
Tahquamenon Falls State Park is more than just a place to visit—it’s a place to experience. Whether you’re marveling at the mighty falls, exploring the serene hiking trails, or simply soaking in the natural beauty, this park offers something for everyone. And if you’re lucky, you might even have a few memorable encounters with the local wildlife. Just don’t forget to pack your bug spray, plan to camp in the park, and get ready for an adventure you won’t soon forget. So, what are you waiting for?
The Pasty Pursuit: A Culinary Quest
As I drove through the U.P., I kept seeing signs for pasties (pronounced pass-tee, not pay-stee.) —what are these mysterious pastry things? As a curious foodie, chef, and restauranteur (also a pescatarian), I had to find out. After some quick research, I found a place in Ishpeming that had a vegetarian option. I headed to Lawry’s Pasty Shop, only to be disappointed—apparently, they don’t cook the vegetarian ones on-site. Determined not to leave empty-handed, I backtracked to Irontown Pasties in the heart of Negaunee. After a bit of a wait (perfect for catching up on Words with Friends), I finally snagged a veggie-cheese pasty. The staff was super friendly, and when I asked about the “proper” way to eat it, they handed me a no-name ketchup bottle and said, “With ketchup!”
My first impression? Well, let’s just say it looked like an Irishman on the beach in Miami—stark white. The dough was a bit undercooked, especially where it was folded. The filling was a mix of broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, onion, potato, cream cheese, cheddar cheese, mozzarella cheese, and spices. It wasn’t horrible, but it wasn’t great either. It was like winning a match by default—you get the victory, but it feels a bit anticlimactic. With that, I headed for Duluth, Minnesota.
Photos: Irontown Pasties | My Veggie-Cheese Pasty – with a side of ketchup, of course!
Meeting a Michigander usually comes with an impromptu geography lesson. They hold their left hand with the palm facing them to represent Michigan’s Upper Peninsula (U.P.), where the Yoopers reside. Their right hand held upright with the palm facing outward, maps out the Lower Peninsula—the area below the Mackinac Bridge, often called “The Mitten” and home to the Trolls. This hand map is a classic and quirky way for Michiganders to show off their state’s geography, which can be charmingly unique or, depending on your perspective, a bit annoying. Now let’s explore the U.P.
Photos: A Michigander Map | A Traditional Map
The Great Lakes’ Greatest Hits
If the Great Lakes had a Greatest Hits album, it would definitely be titled Lighthouses & Waterfalls – these iconic features are everywhere you turn. After leaving L’Anse, I cruised east on US-41 for a scenic hour and fifteen minutes, landing in Marquette, Michigan—the largest city in the U.P. With a population of just under 20,000, Marquette blends small-town charm with big-city amenities. I love to make pit stops during my road trips, so naturally, Marquette called for a quick exploration.
This lakeside town boasts stunning Lake Superior views, and it’s home to Northern Michigan University, which adds a youthful vibe to the area. If you’ve got the time, a hike up Sugarloaf Mountain offers unbeatable vistas, with a panoramic view that stretches for miles—perfect for taking in the sheer scale of Lake Superior, which, by the way, holds enough water to cover North and South America in a foot of water. Or you can take a leisurely stroll along the harbor for some serious photo ops.
One stop you shouldn’t miss is the decommissioned Ore Dock, a towering relic of Marquette’s industrial past. Once a bustling hub for shipping iron ore, this massive structure now stands as a dramatic piece of history along the waterfront. Its rusted, steel frame and vast length make for an impressive sight, and the dock offers a unique perspective on the city’s maritime heritage. I also wandered over to the Marquette Harbor Light Station, only to discover you need to sign up for tours to actually explore the grounds—something to keep in mind if you plan a visit! It was a brief stop, but I’m glad I checked it out.
Check ☑️, saw Marquette.
Photos: The Lake Superior Shoreline | Marquette Harbor Light Station
Photo: The Decommissioned Ore Dock
Next up on my journey, Wagner Falls Scenic Site in Munising, Michigan—a spot that the Wisconsin ladies I met at Starved Rock State Park raved about. If you caught my earlier posts, you’ll remember these ladies also tipped me off about Parfrey’s Glen, which I checked out earlier this month. A quick 50-minute drive and I found myself at the falls.
Photos: The Trailhead | A Glimpse into the Park’s History
Wagner Falls is located just 1.5 miles south of Munising, right off Michigan 94. Parking is available on both sides of the road, and I managed to snag one of the last spots. This little gem is a Michigan State Scenic Site, and the 0.25-mile trail is an easy stroll that takes you through a dense forest of old-growth pine and hemlock trees. The falls themselves are a 20-foot cascade that tumbles over limestone and sandstone—geological formations that are hundreds of millions of years old. Perfect for those Insta-worthy pics. Be prepared, though—the place draws a crowd, including city folk who seem more glued to their phones than the stunning falls in front of them. But don’t let that stop you—Wagner Falls is definitely worth a stop if you’re passing through, though maybe not worth going out of your way for.
Photos: Wagner Creek | Wagner Falls and Scenic Observation Decks
Photo: Wagner Falls
Who Knew?!
I hit the road again, heading west toward Tahquamenon Falls State Park, a scenic hour and a half drive away. The park covers nearly 50,000 acres, making it Michigan’s second-largest state park. My spot for the night was Rivermouth Campground—about 17 miles from the Lower Falls and just 5 miles south of Paradise, Michigan, off Michigan 123. Weekends in the U.P. can get pretty busy, so I had to split my visit between two different campgrounds. But hey, I’m mobile, so no big deal!
Photos: Rivermouth Campground Entrance on Michigan 123 | My Campsite for the Night
With limited hiking options at Rivermouth, I decided to venture out to Whitefish Point. Even though I arrived just after the museum and lighthouse had closed, I was thrilled to still have the chance to explore the grounds and beach. Whitefish Point is home to the Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum and the historic Whitefish Point Lighthouse—both perfect for a dose of maritime history. The museum’s exhibits on the infamous Edmund Fitzgerald are as fascinating as they are chilling, featuring haunting artifacts from the shipwreck, including the ship’s bell, which was recovered in 1995. Climbing the lighthouse offers breathtaking views of Lake Superior, and the beach is a treasure trove of driftwood and shipwreck debris. Did you know this area is considered the Graveyard of the Great Lakes? With over 240 shipwrecks in the Whitefish Point area alone since 1816, it’s a must-see for anyone fascinated by Great Lakes lore or simply looking for a memorable stop! Who knew I’d stumble upon such a cool place?
Photos: The Whitefish Point Light Station | An Iron Winch on the Museum grounds
Photos: Rudder from the M.M. Drake | History of the Graveyard of Lake Superior
Photos: Driftwood on the Beach | The Sandy Beach at Whitefish Point
Radio Flashback to 1976!
The Edmund Fitzgerald, a massive freighter that met its tragic end in a fierce 1975 storm, remains one of the most haunting maritime mysteries. Gordon Lightfoot’s classic “The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” immortalizes the ship’s story with evocative lyrics and a soulful melody, paying tribute to the 29 crew members who lost their lives that night. Standing on that beach, gazing out at the vast expanse of Lake Superior, it felt like being at the ocean—and realizing this was the area where the Edmund Fitzgerald sank was truly awe-inspiring.
Photos: Gordon Lightfoot’s Album | The Edmund FitzgeraldPhoto: Edmund Fitzgerald Memorial
Why Not?
In the end, being spontaneous is what makes any road trip truly memorable. It’s those detours, the unplanned stops, and the little side adventures that often turn out to be the highlights of the journey. You never know what hidden gems you’ll stumble upon, like a lighthouse you didn’t plan to visit or a waterfall tucked away just off the road. And let’s be honest—you might not find yourself back in these parts anytime soon, so why not seize the moment and explore? It’s all part of the adventure, and sometimes, the best stories come from the places you didn’t even know you’d find. So next time, just go for it—you might just discover something amazing.
After wrapping up my adventure at Timms Hill, Wisconsin’s highest point, I set my sights on summit #31—Mount Arvon, Michigan. Slightly taller than Timms Hill at 1,979 feet, Mount Arvon ranks #38 in state high points, just edging out Timms Hill by a few feet. But don’t let the modest altitude fool you; this peak offers a wild mix of adventure and serenity that makes every mile worth it.
Night Climb? Maybe Not…
The drive to L’Anse, Michigan, had me contemplating a late-night summit. I’d read that the northern latitude keeps it light well into the evening, with some ambitious highpointers reaching the summit as late as 10 PM. But after hours on the road and the thought of navigating bumpy dirt roads in the pitch dark, I decided to save the climb for the morning. And let me tell you, it was the right call.
Motel 41: A Cozy Pit Stop
My late arrival in L’Anse led me to Motel 41, an Airbnb gem that turned out to be the perfect place to crash. It’s one of those simple, modern makeovers with clean lines, new furniture, and laminate floors—ideal for a quick, no-fuss stay. The best part? No front desk, just a keypad on the door with a code, so I could check in whenever I rolled into town. After organizing my gear in the parking lot (city clothes from Chicago out, hiking clothes in), I hit the sack, eager for the next day’s adventure.
Photos: Motel 41 in L’Anse, Michigan
Mt. Arvon or Bust!
The next morning, I was up and at ’em, ready for the 20-minute drive to the Zion Lutheran Church, the last bit of civilization before the real adventure began. From there, it was a slow, winding 10.1 mile drive on logging roads—bumpy, puddle-filled, and remote. Pro tip: if you’re planning this trip, print out directions beforehand and keep an eye out for the blue markers that guide you to the summit. My SUV and I felt every bump and twist in the road, but the journey only added to the anticipation.
Photo: The road from Zion Lutheran Church, guided by blue markers, leading you to the summit
Surprise Guests at the Summit
As I pulled into the summit parking lot, I was surprised to see another SUV already there—guess I wasn’t the only one eager to conquer Mount Arvon that morning. From the lot, two trails await: one leading directly to the summit and the other to an overlook, with a connecting trail weaving through the woods. Note: A large blue sign in the parking lot from Lyme Great Lakes Timberlands points toward the “View” or “Overlook.” I decided to check out the overlook first. Though the view was a bit hazy so early in the morning, the Highpointers Foundation had thoughtfully placed a bench there, perfect for taking in the tranquil scene.
Photos: The Parking Lot | Trail to the Summit | Path to the Overlook
Photo: Morning View from the Overlook—slightly hazy this morning
Photos: The Highpointers Foundation Bench at the Overlook | The Connector Trail
A Modest Summit
On the way to the summit, I met the guys from the other SUV. They had camped overnight at the summit and shared tales of a hairy drive up in the dark—so glad I opted for daylight! The summit itself is modest, with no sweeping views, but you’ll find the familiar Highpointers mailbox and registry, a geomarker, and a sign congratulating you on reaching Michigan’s highest point. There’s also a small memorial marker for Virginia Cleveland, which piqued my curiosity. A quick search later revealed little about her, but I couldn’t help but wonder about her connection to this quiet, beautiful spot. Rest in peace, Virginia—enjoy the views from Mount Arvon.
Photos: Summit Selfie with the “Congratulations” Sign | Geomarker at the Summit
Photo: Mount Arvon’s modest summit, complete with another Hghpointers Foundation bench
Photos: The Highpointers Mailbox and Register | Virginia Cleveland Memorial Plaque
The Return: Detours and Discovery
After soaking in the summit and making another quick stop at the overlook, I began my descent. The guys I’d met were soon on my tail, so I pulled over to let them pass and continued my journey down. Naturally, it wouldn’t be a proper adventure without a wrong turn. The maze of logging roads can be tricky, but my inner compass kicked in, and I eventually found my way back to Skanee Road and L’Anse.
Mount Arvon: A Hidden Gem
Mount Arvon might not have the soaring altitude of some other state high points, but it more than makes up for it with its charm, accessibility, and the peaceful beauty of its surroundings. Whether you’re a seasoned highpointer or just someone looking for a quiet escape into nature, Mount Arvon is a destination worth seeking out. The drive may be bumpy, and the summit may be modest, but the experience is an adventure all its own.
Tips for Your Trip
Print Those Directions: Seriously, print them. GPS can be iffy, and those logging roads can lead you on a wild goose chase.
SUV Recommended: Your sedan might make it, but you’ll enjoy the ride a lot more in something with a bit of clearance.
Bring Snacks: There’s no snack bar at the top, and trust me, you’ll want to sit and enjoy the view with a little something.
Leave Only Footprints: Mount Arvon is pristine—let’s keep it that way. Pack out what you pack in.
Photos: Step-by-Step Directions to the Summit Parking Lot | Map from L’Anse to Mt. Arvon
On to the Next Adventure
With summit #31 in the bag, my adventure spirit was still soaring as I continued my journey through the U.P. (Upper Peninsula). Mount Arvon had set the perfect tone for the rest of my trip—adventurous, serene, and filled with those little unexpected moments that make travel so rewarding. From there, it was off Tahquamenon Falls State Park—Michigan’s crown jewel of state parks. But that’s a story for another day.
Nestled in the heart of Wisconsin, Timms Hill, the state’s highest natural point, reaches an elevation of 1,951 feet, placing it 39th among State High Points. While it may not compete with the towering peaks of the Rockies or Appalachians, Timms Hill boasts a unique charm. Named after Timothy Gahan, a logger who camped near the hill in the late 1800s, it wasn’t officially recognized as Wisconsin’s highest point until a resurvey in the 1960s. Before then, many believed that Rib Mountain, just west of Wausau, held that title.
Takin’ the High Road
Landing in Minneapolis bright and early, I knew I had a full day ahead. First up, grabbing my camping gear from storage and letting them know I wouldn’t be needing it anymore. Next, a quick detour to REI’s flagship store in Bloomington, complete with two indoor rock-climbing towers (because why not?). I’d heard the bugs in Michigan and Minnesota were fierce, so I was on a mission to snag a head net. But with a line that felt longer than a Midwest winter, I decided to keep it simple and head to good ol’ Walmart.
Photos: REI Flagship Store in Bloomington (Minneapolis), MN
Photo: The REI Rock Climbing Towers – Wild!
Stocking Up for Adventure
Aldi across the highway? Don’t mind if I do! I grabbed a few road trip essentials—snacks and such that would keep me fueled for the drive ahead. Next up – Trader Joe’s just outside St. Paul for a few more provisions (because, hey, variety is the spice of life), and then a final stop at Walmart in Hudson, Wisconsin, to make sure I had everything I needed, including the head net. Fully stocked and ready to roll, I pointed my rental SUV in the direction of Timms Hill, a 2-hour and 40-minute drive ahead of me.
Lost in the Woods (Sort of)
Arriving at Timms Hill County Park, I started to question my internal compass – which says a lot as I go by the nickname Rand McNally. I found a trailhead for both the Timm’s Hill National Trail and Timms Hill Trail, you’d think this was the spot! So I parked my SUV, doused myself in bug spray (no mosquito was gonna get the best of me), and headed out to check the map. Something about the place felt off, though—like showing up to a costume party only to find out it’s a black-tie affair. I drove a little further into the park, and wouldn’t you know it—there it was: the “real” parking lot, complete with restrooms, a big informational sign, and a map that made everything crystal clear. With that, the summit was a short 300-yard hike away. Easy peasy.
Photos: The Entrance off County Road RR | The Road into Timms Hill County Park
Photos: My First Stop – it’s easy to see why I assumed this was the right trailhead
Photos: The real parking lot | Complete with modern facilities
Photo: Trail Maps and Information
Photos: Trail Marker | The Tower Trail to the Summit
Photo: As You Reach the Hilltop, You’ll Spot the Two Towers and Timms Hill Summit
Summit Success: Selfies and Scenic Views
At the summit, I was greeted by the familiar sight of a Highpointers Foundation Bench and a mailbox with a summit register just begging for my autograph. There were two towers to choose from—one being a fire tower with a geomarker, and the other, a wooden observation tower that promised panoramic views. Though the geomarker sat on a 2-foot high concrete monolith, it wasn’t immediately obvious that it would be tucked under the fire tower.
Photos: The Highpointers Foundation Bench and Mailbox
Photos: The Concrete Monolith with the Geomarker under the Fire Tower | The High Point Geomarker
Photos: Summit Selfie!
With all the highpointing formalities behind me, I made a beeline for the observation tower. Despite my love-hate relationship with heights, I couldn’t resist climbing to the top. The reward? An endless stretch of rolling hills, lush forests, and glimmering lakes that made the climb worth every step. I even played the role of summit guide, helping a friendly couple locate the geomarker.
Photos: The Stairs – Solid for Climbing | The Fire Tower Still Looms Above the Observation Tower
Photos: A Few of the Stunning Views from the Top!
Photos: The View Looking Down | Holding on for Dear Life, lol (I was actually pretty good on this tower)
Photo: The Reward for Reaching the Top! Totally Worth It!
After about thirty minutes of summit selfies, register-signing, and view-admiring later, I was back at my car, feeling accomplished. A quick restroom break, and I was ready to hit the road again.
Onward to New Heights
With summit #30 now under my belt, I steered the car north toward L’Anse, Michigan—close to Mount Arvon, the highest point in the state and next on my list. Three hours of driving lay ahead, not to mention a time zone change. I warned you it was a big day—I kicked things off with a 7:45 AM flight from Chicago!
Timms Hill may not have the altitude of some other high points, but it more than makes up for it with its charm, ease of access, and those killer views. Whether you’re a seasoned highpointer or just someone looking for a peaceful escape into nature, Timms Hill is well worth the trip.
After wrapping up my adventure at Pipestone National Monument (check out my last post, Road Trippin’ From Iowa to North Dakota), I headed north on Interstate 29 to my 47th state—North Dakota. With Montana, Wyoming, and Alaska still on my bucket list, I was ready to explore Fort Ransom State Park and see what North Dakota had in store. Before diving into the park, I made a quick stop at the actual Fort Ransom site, located just 3 miles south of the park entrance, to kick off my North Dakota adventure with a bit of history.
Photos: The Historic Fort Ransom Site | Entrance to Fort Ransom State Park
Dances with Wolves
As I rolled into Fort Ransom State Park, it felt like I had driven straight into a scene from Dances with Wolves. I half expected Lieutenant John Dunbar (Kevin Costner) to come galloping up and ask what I was doing there. The rugged terrain, lush greenery, and sweeping views felt straight out of a classic Western—a perfect setting for some epic outdoor adventures.
Upon arrival, I made a beeline for the visitor center. Even though I had a camping reservation, North Dakota has this quirky little rule where you still have to pay an entrance fee. They don’t roll it into the camping fee, which I found a bit odd. The woman at the visitor center was friendly but sad to say didn’t have much to add about the park’s highlights. However, she did tip me off about the $7 firewood bundles sold by the camp host—a tale for later in this post. With map in hand, I headed to my campsite, lucky number 23, and got settled in.
Photos: Visitor Center | My Campsite – Lucky #23
Photos: Trail Map | Campground Maps and Park Information
Hills, and yes, Yurts!
As I set up my campsite, I couldn’t help but notice the area’s unique blend of rolling hills, dense trees, and sprawling farmland. The mosquitoes were out, but they were nowhere near as bad as the swarms I encountered in Wisconsin and Iowa. With a bit of daylight left, I decided to explore a bit.
I set off on a roughly 2-mile loop, starting from the back of the campground. My journey began on the South Gate Trail, where I crossed the North Country Trail before following a service road down to the Pederson Hills Trailhead. This trail starts with an incline through oak woodlands, up to a ridgeline, and across mixed-grass prairie, offering stunning views of the countryside. From there, I followed the Spur Trail—a winding connector between the Pederson Hills and Ridgeline Nature Trails.
Photos: Pederson Hills Trail
Photo: Panoramic View from the ridge on Penderson Hills Trail
Photos: Some of the many trailmarkers including where the Spur Trail meets the Ridgeline Nature Trail
A short trek down the Ridgeline Nature Trail led me to Yurt Loop, where the park’s quirky yurts immediately caught my eye. These unique accommodations, along with a refurbished stagecoach, add a charming Old West touch to your stay. As evening settled in, I marveled at how long the daylight lingered and how cool the temperature had dropped. Despite the crisp night air, my car stayed surprisingly warm—if only there had been a breeze to stir things up a bit.
Photos: One of the Yurts | The Percheron Wagon for a one-of-a-kind stay!
No Wood for You!
Camping at Fort Ransom State Park was the perfect way to soak in the park’s tranquil beauty. My campsite, nestled in a shaded corner of the campground, offered just the right balance of seclusion and proximity to the bathrooms and shower house. The only hiccup? A determined bird dive-bombed my head as I walked across the field, despite there being no trees nearby—definitely an unexpected challenge! On the bright side, I stumbled upon a cute painted rock on a bench near the building. As night fell, I enjoyed stargazing under a clear sky, free from city lights and treated to a breathtaking display of stars.
If you’re planning a visit to Fort Ransom, I highly recommend camping. Whether you’re staying in a tent, a yurt, or even the quirky refurbished stagecoach, it’s the perfect way to experience the park’s unique charm. Just a heads-up: if you’re hoping to grab a $7 bundle of firewood from the camp host, be prepared for a bit of luck. Unfortunately, the day I arrived was his day off, so I had to make a quick trip into town to stock up.
Photos: Bathrooms and Shower House | The Painted Rock I Found
Is “Sleeping In” a Camping Tradition?
The next morning, I was up and at it early. After a quick shower and some organizational maneuvers for my upcoming trip to Chicago, I hit the trails. It’s worth noting that I was pretty shocked at how late campers sleep in. By 9:15 AM, I had done so much and I was ready to go, but most of the camp was still snoozing away. Don’t get me wrong—I’m all for a good night’s sleep, but the day is slipping by folks!
One thing that really impressed me was how well-labeled the trails are at Fort Ransom. My hike started with a visit to the picnic pavilions, where I discovered a volleyball court—a fun spot for groups looking to mix a bit of sports with their nature retreat. After a quick pit stop at the outhouse, I set off on the Ridge Line Trail. The breeze had picked up, which was a blessing for keeping both the bugs and the heat at bay. The trail itself was peaceful, with the melodic chirping of birds providing the perfect soundtrack to my hike.
Photos: One of the Picnic Pavilions | A Pit Toilet, aka Outhouse
Watch out for Road Apples!
From Yurt Loop, I climbed back up the Ridgeline Nature Trail, which offered a good cardio workout with its elevation changes. As I hiked, I encountered some intriguing trail markers, including cryptic letters that I still need to decode. At the top, the trail forked, and I chose to go left, continuing on the Ridgeline Nature Trail. This section was marked by horse tracks and the occasional road apple (aka horse manure), indicating the trail’s popularity with equestrians.
Photos: On the way to Yurt Loop | Ridgeline Nature Trailhead
Fort Ransom State Park boasts over 20 miles of non-motorized trails, including loops, connectors, and segments suitable for hiking, horseback riding, biking, cross-country skiing, and snowshoeing. As one of North Dakota’s designated horse parks, it’s equipped with 68 corrals, catering to both riders and horses.
The Ridgeline Nature Trail offered a mix of serene flat stretches and some elevation changes, with occasional deer tracks adding to the sense of wilderness. I briefly explored the Nelson 80 Trail, but found it rather flat and unremarkable, so I quickly returned to the Ridgeline. I then connected with the Firebreak Trail, which led me to a junction with several other trails, including the Little Twig Trail. The entire stretch from the start of Ridgeline Nature Trail to the Little Twig Trail junction was only about 8/10ths of a mile. A good warm-up for the day.
Photos: Deer Trakcs | The endless Nelson 80 Trail
Photo: View from the Ridgeline Nature Trail
More Evidence of the Recent Heavy Rains
The Little Twig Trail, a short 6/10-mile path, provided a relaxing stroll with the soothing sound of a bubbling brook enhancing the peaceful vibe. However, the recent heavy rains had caused some sections of the trail to flood, and the brook was overflowing. A bridge up ahead looked like it had definitely seen better days—possibly the one the visitor center staff had mentioned.
Despite the wet conditions, I pressed on and found myself at the Little Twig trailhead, located on the backside of the Yurt Loop. This marked a full loop back to where I had started earlier in the day, but I wasn’t done yet.
Photos: Brook along the Little Twig Trail | The Brook Overrunneth
Photos: More of the wet Little Twig Trail
Insta-worthy Views
After leaving the Little Twig trailhead, I made my way toward the North Fork Trail. With the parallel road blocked off to car traffic, I opted to hike up the road to the ridge instead. The choice was a breeze—literally—since the road was less buggy and offered a refreshing wind.
Photos: Road and Trail Intersection—Redetzke Ridge Trail (where I’ll loop back) branches off to the right | The Road Leading Up to Valley and Prairie Vista
Photos: At the Vista—A Glimpse of the Area’s History and About the Prairie
At the top, I reached the Valley and Prairie Vista, where the panoramic views and cooling breeze made the climb totally worth it. This spot is a must-visit in the park, offering a serene overlook perfect for soaking in the scenery, grabbing a snack, and snapping a few pics for the ‘Gram.
Photo: The Incredible View from the Vista
From there, I continued on the Valley View Trail, a 0.8-mile multi-use path that begins at the Scenic Overlook parking lot and winds its way down to the Sunne Farm. The trail offers stunning views of the Sheyenne River Valley as it curves along native prairie slopes, dotted with grasses and colorful wildflowers. After crossing the intersection with Redetzke Ridge Trail, I kept heading toward the Sunne Farm.
Photos: The Valley View Trail—A Long, Flat Stretch, Perfect for Horseback Riding
Photo: Heading down into the Valley towards Sunne Farm
A Step Back in Time: Visiting the Sunne Farm
The Valley View Trail led me to a farm that felt like a step back in time. One of the highlights was meeting Troy the blacksmith, whose family has been practicing the trade since 1880. The farm offered a unique glimpse into the park’s agricultural roots, providing a peaceful setting to reflect on the area’s rich history. The staff was bustling, preparing for Sodbuster Days—a local annual festival that celebrates the region’s agricultural heritage. They were surprised to hear I wasn’t sticking around for the event, which is known for its tractor parades, old-fashioned games, farm-fresh produce, homemade treats, and local crafts. If you’re in the area during this time, it’s definitely worth checking out.
Photos: Highlights from Sunne Farm
Photo: Troy’s Blacksmith Shop
Photos: More Highlights | Getting ready for Sodbusters Day
With the farm visit behind me, I made my way back toward the Redetzke Ridge Trail. Although the road offered an easier route, I chose the trail for its scenic appeal—and it didn’t disappoint. The Redetzke Ridge Trail didn’t disappoint, offering beautiful views and a more immersive experience in the park’s natural beauty. By noon, I found myself back at the intersection of the road and Redetzke Ridge, feeling accomplished and ready for a well-deserved break. I headed back to camp, where I showered, wrote a few postcards, and enjoyed some quiet time.
Photo: Heading Back Up the Valley View Trail | Where Valley View and Redetzke Ridge Trails Meet
Photos: A Few of the Wildflowers You’ll Encounter on Your Hikes
Fort Ransom: Not Quite Yosemite, But Worth a Visit!
Fort Ransom State Park may not be a bucket-list destination like Yosemite, but it’s definitely worth a visit if you find yourself in North Dakota. The park’s blend of history, scenic trails, and peaceful vibes offers a refreshing escape into nature. Whether you’re hiking, horseback riding, or just soaking in the views, Fort Ransom provides plenty of reasons to slow down and enjoy the simpler things. So if you’re passing through, don’t miss out on this little slice of prairie paradise—you might just discover a new favorite spot!
Photo: A Slice of Prairie Paradise
Oh, Geez…
Next up, I made a stop at the Fargo Visitor Center to check out the infamous wood chipper from the movie Fargo—because, when in North Dakota, how could you not? But that wasn’t the only surprise. I spotted a Facebook post from my old friend, Tim from Orlando, who just so happened to be hosting a garage sale nearby. I couldn’t resist swinging by to surprise him. It was a fun little reunion, and if I wasn’t on a tight schedule, I would’ve stuck around longer. Nonetheless, it was the perfect way to wrap up my North Dakota adventure before heading to Minneapolis to stash my camping gear. Chicago’s next on the agenda, and then back to Minneapolis for round two! Catch You on the Road!
Photos: The Famous Wood Chipper from Fargo | Not Looking Too Scary Using to It, LOL
Photos: Mini Reunion with Tim | My Minneapolis Storage Unit
After a grueling climb to the summit of Hawkeye Point, Iowa’s highest natural peak, I was ready to hit the road for South Dakota. I was uber excited because this trip would tick off South Dakota from my list, bringing my total to 46 states visited—eight of which I’ve called home. (Truthfully, I might have hit 48 states—I think I might have been to Wyoming and Montana at some point, but I can’t quite remember, so I won’t count them.)
Mosquito Swarms and Flood-Free Comfort
Let’s dive into my overnight adventure. I decided to camp and booked a site through Hipcamp at The Retreat at Pointers Ridge—a charming spot that offers one campsite amidst its artist retreat. It’s a haven for creativity, where you can do everything from painting to poetry readings, and even dog scent trials. Little did I know, I was in for quite the experience. The host, Deb, was a gem—so accommodating and attentive to my needs. She gave me flawless directions to the campsite and made sure I knew I could just set up and camp.
When I arrived, I checked out the riverbank where my site was set up. As you might remember from my previous posts, I planned to sleep in the back of my rental SUV rather than pitching a tent. While getting settled, Deb popped by to show me around. First thing I noticed: mosquitoes were out in full force—no way was I lighting a fire or hanging out outside, despite the layers of bug spray I slathered on. The second thing: the area had seen a ton of rain, leading to some serious flooding. My campsite was right on the banks of the Big Sioux River, which was pretty high.
Pictures: My Campsite | The swollen Big Sioux River
Deb walked me through the property and mentioned that I was the only guest that night. The property’s centerpiece is a large communal building with a bathroom, shower, electricity, Wi-Fi, and a spacious kitchen and living area. There’s also a small screened-in cottage I dubbed The Bar, complete with lounge chairs and a small bar—perfect for hanging out if the mosquitoes weren’t so relentless.
Pictures: The Main Building and Kitchen
Pictures: Men’s Bathroom and Shower
With more rain on the way and the bug situation being what it was, Deb suggested parking my SUV by The Bar and that I could sleep in my SUV, The Bar, or the main building. I was a bit concerned about potential flooding, but Deb assured me that even during the worst rains, this area stayed dry.
Pictures: “The Bar” and my rental SUV | Some of the cabins on the property
I spent a bit of time in The Bar, but with one door that didn’t quite close and a buggy, humid atmosphere, I decided to crash in the main building. The air-conditioned comfort and cozy couch made for a much better stay—until I woke up in the middle of the night!
Rain, Rain and more Rain!
Here’s where the fun really started. I woke up to a torrential downpour and decided to play it safe by packing up all my gear and stashing it by the door. With my car just 20 feet away, I figured if the river decided to crash its banks, I’d be ready for a quick getaway. I even ventured out to check if the land was turning into a water park or if the river had managed to sneak over its banks.
During a brief lull in the rain, I managed to get some stuff into the SUV. Sleep was elusive that night—flooding fears will do that to you. I was grateful for the cozy refuge of the main building. By morning, with the river still behaving itself, I showered, grabbed breakfast, and hit the road for my next adventure: Devil’s Gulch in Garretson, South Dakota. This quirky spot, highly recommended by Emily, the schoolteacher I met at Hawkeye Point, was conveniently on my route. I figured, why not? After all, you only live once, and a bit of spontaneous exploration never hurt anyone!
Barney Fife Sighting!
As I entered Garretson, South Dakota, the speed limit dropped pretty quickly and when I came over a small hill, there he was – Barney Fife! (I am sure most of you reading this will have to look up who Barney Fife was). Anyway, I was fortunate that I didn’t know where I was going, so I was driving super slow, so no ticket here. But come on Barney, why here? and why so early? Are there that many speeders in the metropolis of Garretson? Or maybe you’re still waiting for Jesse James?
Anyway, if you find yourself cruising through the quiet little town of Garretson, South Dakota, you might stumble upon a place that makes you wonder if you’ve accidentally wandered onto the set of an old Western movie. Welcome to Devil’s Gulch, where history and folklore collide in one of those “blink, and you’ll miss it” attractions that’s more charmingly quirky than downright terrifying.
The Outlaw Jesse James
So what’s the big deal about Devil’s Gulch? Well, legend has it that this narrow, rocky ravine is the very spot where notorious outlaw Jesse James made a daring escape on horseback after a failed bank robbery in Northfield, Minnesota. Now, the story goes that ol’ Jesse was being chased by an angry posse and, in a feat that would make any stuntman jealous, he spurred his horse to leap over the 20-foot-wide chasm to safety. Sure, it sounds a little far-fetched, but who are we to ruin a good story?
Today, visitors can stand at the edge of the gulch, peering down into the murky waters below, and wonder how on earth anyone – let alone a horse – could have made that jump. The truth? Well, it’s probably not quite as dramatic as the legend, but where’s the fun in that? So, if you’re in the mood for a roadside stop with a dash of tall tale and a sprinkle of “this place is just weird enough to be interesting,” Devil’s Gulch is the place for you.
I arrived just as the park was opening, and was immediately greeted by my own posse – that is by a posse of mosquitos. To avoid being eaten alive, like Clark Kent turning into Superman, I quickly suited up for my hike through the park, complete with – yes, you guessed it – copious amounts of bug spray.
Pictures: Trail Information | Trail Map| Trailhead and Donation Box to the right
The park isn’t huge, with ten site markers to discover, although I think I missed a few—probably while swatting mosquitos. The footbridge at the trailhead marks the spot where, in 1876, Jesse James supposedly coaxed his horse to jump the gulch. The open-grill metal bridge gives you a cool perspective on the impressive feat and a hint of what would happen if you didn’t make it across!
Pictures: The Spot where Jesse James jumped the Gulch | View from the River below (Marker #2)
Picture: View from the Bridge | Heading down to Marker #2
Once across the bridge, you’ll want to look for Marker #1: the Cedar Observation Point. Fun fact: Cedar trees are the only evergreen native to South Dakota. I’m pretty sure I saw this, just not the marker. Onward to Marker #2: River Observation Point. From here, you can look back up to the trailhead and get a sense of how high the jump was. You’ll also notice how the rock appears to be “stacked blocks,” one of the Gulch’s many mysteries.
Next up is Marker #3: Towering Rock. I took three pictures in the area, but honestly, I couldn’t tell you which one is Towering Rock. Oh well. Marker #4, another elusive one, is the Scenic Overlook, although I stumbled upon many scenic overlooks.
Pictures: The “Stacked Rocks” appearance of the Gulch walls | Towering Rock? (Marker #3)
Marker #5 is the Cobblestone Path—this one was pretty clear, as you can see in the pictures. As you hike along the rim overlooking the river, you’ll come upon Marker #6: the Waterfall Observation Point. This gives you a great view of the waterfall, which is fed by an underground spring at the top of the falls. Rounding the bend and crossing the next bridge, you’ll find yourself at The Devil’s Stairway/Kitchen—Marker #7. I never did spot the actual marker, but I knew I was in the right place. I decided to descend the stairway a bit. It’s pretty cool how the edges of the right wall are sharp, while the left wall is smooth—another mystery of the Gulch.
Pictures: Devil’s Stairway/Kitchen (Marker #7) | Bridger over Devil’s Stairway
After crossing the bridge, Marker #8 is the Plateau Observation Point, offering a different view of the Gulch and the famous Sioux Quartzite rock. Soon, you’ll cross the last bridge—Devil’s Falls Cross Bridge, Marker #9. Yet another site where I couldn’t find the marker. Once across, you’ll see Marker #10, the Exit—pretty hard to miss. The exit leads you to the Visitor Center, which wasn’t open during my visit, and then to the parking lot.
Pictures: Devil’s Falls Cross Bridge | The Falls from the Bridge | The Gulch from the Bridge
Pictures: Marker #10 – The Exit and a sample of the Markers | The Visitor Center
And that, my friends, is the curious charm of Devil’s Gulch—where the legends are larger than life, the scenery is pretty cool, and the mosquitos are just as relentless (at least when I was there). So, if you’re up for a quirky detour with a side of tall tales, this is your kind of spot.
From Quirky Attraction to a Sacred Site
A mere 30-minute drive from Devil’s Gulch brings you to Pipestone National Monument in Pipestone, Minnesota—thanks to another great tip from Emily, the school teacher. She mentioned a cool waterfall, but little did I know the depth of spiritual significance that awaited me. When I arrived, I found myself alongside a group of old car enthusiasts, their classic cars adding an unexpected touch of nostalgia to the experience.
Pictures: The Visitor Center | A bonus for the visit—Classic Cars
This isn’t just any park. For over 3,000 years, Indigenous people have quarried the red stone here to craft pipes, or “calumets,” used in prayer and ceremony—a tradition still vibrant today. With its profound spiritual and cultural heritage, a visit to the visitor center is a must. There, you’ll dive into the site’s rich history through engaging exhibits and live demonstrations, including artists showcasing their craft.
Picture: Trail Map
As you step onto the Circle Trail—a 3/4-mile paved path—you’ll be immersed in the sacred landscape. Although flooding closed the bridge under the waterfall during my visit, the trail’s short length still allowed for an enriching experience. The rustling prairie grasses and pinkish-red cliffs create a tangible link to the generations who have revered this land long before Minnesota was a state.
The trail leads you past the Spotted Quarry, named for the distinctive appearance of the pipestone. You’ll also encounter Lake Hiawatha, a surprising gem in the middle of the prairie, created by the CCC-ID in the 1930s. As you approach Winnewissa Falls, the smooth sumac—green in summer but brilliant red in fall—adds a splash of color to the landscape.
Pictures: Spotted Quarry | Lake Hiawatha
Pictures: The creek flowing from the falls to Lake Hiawatha | My first glimpse of Winnewissa Falls
Around the falls, you’ll find sites like Old Stone Face and Glacial Ripples, along with the Nicollet Inscription, left by the French scientist Joseph Nicollet in 1838. Leaping Rock, where warriors demonstrated their bravery by jumping from the cliff onto the top of Leaping Rock roughly 12 feet away and jamming an arrow into one of the cracks.
Pictures: Nicollet Inscription | Leaping Rock
Winnewissa Falls, while not the most dramatic waterfall, holds a legendary tale. According to lore, the Great Spirit used the pipestone to form a pipe and smoke it over warring nations, urging them to lay down their arms. The nearby waterfall symbolically pours from the rock, representing peace.
Pictures: The best view I could capture of the falls with the bridge closed—From the Top | The stairs that connect the top and bottom of Winnewissa Falls
Picture: A close-up shot of Winnewissa Falls
Returning to the Visitor Center and completing the Circle Trail, you’ll be greeted by the impressive Quartzite Cliffs and resilient plants thriving through rock cracks. Finally, you’ll reach The Oracle, a natural rock formation with a face-like profile that seems to watch over the land—a sacred spot where offerings were traditionally made in exchange for wisdom.
Picture: Another Quarry Site
Visiting Pipestone National Monument offers a unique journey through both natural beauty and deep spiritual significance. The sacred landscape, with its historical and cultural richness, provides a profound connection to the past. It’s a reminder that every rock and trail tells a story that transcends time, making it a must-see for anyone seeking more than just a scenic view.
Next up: Fort Ransom State Park in North Dakota. Catch You on the Road!
After wrapping up my adventure at Devil’s Lake State Park in Wisconsin, I set my sights on my next summit: Hawkeye Point, Iowa. Cruising westward on Interstate 90 through the southern stretch of Minnesota, I had Above & Beyond Group Therapy playing on the radio, soaking in the scenery and all the quirky charms America has to offer. That’s when I spotted a sign as I neared Blue Earth, Minnesota—something about a Green Giant? Now, when it comes to roadside oddities, I’m all in! Road trips are all about the unexpected, so I make sure to keep my schedule loose. My motto? You never know if you’ll pass this way again, so why not seize the moment and just go for it!
The Veggie Titan of Blue Earth
So, I pulled off at the Blue Earth exit, curious to find this veggie titan—just a quick jaunt less than a mile south of the interstate. Turns out, Blue Earth, Minnesota, is home to the Giant Green Giant statue, standing tall at a whopping 55 feet! But why here, of all places? Back in 1978, Paul Hedberg, a local radio host, had a quirky tradition of handing out Green Giant veggie samples—canned right in town—to travelers he interviewed on his show, “Welcome Travelers.” People kept asking to see the Green Giant himself, so Hedberg got the green light from the Green Giant president and raised $50,000 locally in just one week. Erected in 1979, the giant stands on an 8-foot base, with six-foot-long feet—size 78 shoes! The giant remains a beloved local icon and a must-see for quirky photo ops and small-town charm. So next time you are on a road trip, keep your plans flexible – you never know what giant surprises you might stumble upon! Oh, and Blue Earth also claims to be the home of the ice cream sandwich, but sadly, there’s no 55-foot-tall one in sight… yet.
Picture: The 55-foot Veggie Titan – The Green Giant
Short and Sweet
Picture: This Snapshot Says It All
From one quirky roadside attraction to the next, I found myself at Hawkeye Point, Iowa’s highest natural point. Standing 1,670 feet above sea level, it ranks 42nd among state high points and was my 29th high point. Hawkeye Point sits on county-owned land, is open to the public free of charge, and welcomes visitors year-round.
Pictures: Summit Selfie | Standing on the Summit Mosaic
Nestled in the quaint town of Sibley, just under 3 miles from the Iowa-Minnesota border, Hawkeye Point is conveniently located off Iowa State Highway 60. A quick 0.2-mile drive (or walk) along a well-maintained gravel road takes you right to the high point. Once you park, prepare for the grueling 40-foot hike to the summit—no ropes required!
Pictures: The Entrance on Iowa Highway 60 | The Gravel Road to the Summit
When I arrived, I was the only one there. My guess is that most visitors are highpointers like myself. That is, until Emily, a schoolteacher from Iowa, pulled up as I was exploring the area. We struck up a conversation and snapped a few pictures for each other. I learned that she grew up in the state and had recently realized there’s so much more to discover in Iowa and its neighboring states. (Stay tuned for more on her suggestions.)
Interestingly, the story behind this landmark is just as quirky. Hawkeye Point was discovered in 1971, after years of the nearby Ocheyedan Mound mistakenly holding the title of Iowa’s highest point. Despite the mound’s mountain-like appearance, the USGS determined that Hawkeye Point, standing just 15 feet taller, deserved the crown.
In 2008, Osceola County decided to give this humble high point the recognition it deserved. They erected a granite marker proudly proclaiming “Hawkeye Point”—a perfect selfie spot that offers a bit of fun. Nearby, you’ll find an Iowan mosaic, signs pointing to the other 49 state high points, and a grain silo with an observation deck providing expansive views of, well, cornfields—because, hey, it’s Iowa. The area has been thoughtfully developed with historical farming displays, a walk-through museum, and antique farming equipment, all adding layers of local history and a bit of charm. A picnic area invites visitors to relax and soak in the serene landscape, making Hawkeye Point a somewhat memorable stop – kinda like stopping to see the giant Green Giant.
Pictures: Welcome Sign | American Gothic Photo Cut Out Board
Pictures: Highpoint Mosaic | Mosaic and Signs Pointing to the other 49 Highpoints
Pictures: View from the Silo Platform—Summit Below | Highpointer License Plates
Pictures: The Walk-Through Museum | The Picnic Area
I’ve visited several lower-elevation high points like Hawkeye Point, where you can simply drive up and take a short stroll to the summit. But what sets Hawkeye Point apart is the small-town pride that shines through. So next time you get the chance, hit the road and do some exploring. Driving the back roads of America offers a deeper connection to the country’s soul, revealing diverse landscapes and communities that often go unnoticed. It’s an education in authenticity, where you encounter the true character of the nation, far from the homogenized experience of highways. These routes invite reflection, reminding us that the journey itself is a valuable teacher, filled with unexpected discoveries and meaningful encounters.
Next up, it’s North Dakota, with more quirky road-tripping through South Dakota and Minnesota along the way—stay tuned for more adventure! Catch You on the Road!
Calling Devil’s Lake State Park “popular” is like calling the Grand Canyon “a big hole”—a serious understatement! This place is the ultimate playground, with a sandy beach, picnic areas, and trails even the most leisurely strollers can handle. It reminded me of Lincoln Woods State Park in Rhode Island, especially when I was high up on the West Bluff trail, still catching the sounds of beachside fun. Locals flock here like it’s the first sunny day in ages, and with a $16 car fee for non-residents ($13 for residents), that popularity comes at a price. So, if you’re planning a visit, be ready for crowds, long waits, and packed parking lots—especially on weekends and holidays. As Wisconsin’s DNR warns, “Visitors to Devil’s Lake should expect long wait times and busy parking lots from May through October on weekends and holidays. Parking lots often fill before 9 a.m., and access to the park may be temporarily restricted until congestion lessens.”
Pictures: North Entrance | Sign Near the North Shore Concession Area – Popular for Pictures!
Legend has it . . .
Over 14,000 years ago, during the last Ice Age, Devil’s Lake in Wisconsin was born—not out of anything devilish, but thanks to retreating glaciers. These icy giants carved out the stunning lake we see today, cradled by towering bluffs. The Ho-Chunk people, the original caretakers of this land, called it Tee Wakącąk, honoring its deep spiritual significance as a sacred place.
When European settlers showed up, they often misunderstood or overlooked the spiritual importance of such sites. That’s how “Devil’s Lake” came to be, even though names like “Lake of the Two Hills” or “Wild Beauty Lake” would have been a better fit. But the mysterious, slightly spooky name stuck, adding an extra layer of intrigue.
In 1911, Devil’s Lake was officially designated a state park, preserving this natural wonder for all to enjoy. Today, the park covers over 9,200 acres, offering endless opportunities for adventure. Whether you’re hiking the rugged bluffs, paddling across the crystal-clear waters, or just soaking in the view, remember: this isn’t just a pretty spot. It’s a place steeped in history, shaped by glaciers, revered by the Ho-Chunk, and with a story stretching back over 14,000 years.
Picture: Park Map
Two Fun Filled Days of Adventure
After my morning hike at Parfrey’s Glen Natural Area (right next door to Devil’s Lake State Park), I made my way to the North Entrance of Devil’s Lake for two full days of exploring and adventure. With all the hype around this place, I wanted to take my time and soak it all in, not rush through it. As I mentioned in my Parfrey’s Glen post, I grabbed a parking voucher to redeem at a State Park Office—conveniently, there’s one right at Devil’s Lake. The whole process of getting the annual pass was a breeze. I pulled into a spot, slapped the pass on my rental SUV, and voilà—free entry to any Wisconsin State Park for the rest of 2024, as long as I stick with the same rental car! 🤣🤣🤣
Pictures: Day 1 – West Bluff Trail | Day 2 – East Bluff Trail
Attention Walmart Customers
With the day still young and the park not too crowded, I decided to make a quick run to the local Walmart for some provisions. I’ll admit, Walmart is one of my go-to spots when I’m hiking or road-tripping. That, Aldi, and if I’m lucky, Trader Joe’s—predictable and reasonably priced.
Next up: firewood. Here’s the deal—don’t move firewood! Seriously, buy it where you burn it. There’s even a whole organization and website dedicated to this cause, complete with state-specific regulations: DontMoveFirewood.org. In Wisconsin, if you’re buying uncertified wood, it must originate within 10 miles of the park. The responsible choice? Get your wood from the park or a certified dealer. From my experience, park prices are usually on par with roadside stands. So, do the right thing and buy local!
Paved Trails and City Folk
With provisions and local firewood in hand, I headed back to the park. The parking lot was starting to fill up, though it wasn’t packed yet—probably a bit too early for the city folk, lol. I made a quick detour to the gift shop to grab my obligatory postcards. Yep, I’m that person who still loves sending postcards from my travels—call me old school, but it’s a blast. After stashing my new postcards in the car, I figured I’d take advantage of the decent weather (overcast, with rain lurking in the forecast) and hit the West Bluff Trail. It’s a 1.4-mile trek that takes you to the South Shore.
Starting from the North Shore beach and picnic area, the trail kicks off with a stair workout—210 steps, if you’re counting, before it finally flattens out. As I climbed, I noticed the steps were paved. It didn’t really bother me at first—I just figured they did it to keep the stairs from eroding. But when I got to the top and realized the entire trail was paved, I was a bit thrown off. It’s hard to feel like you’re out in nature when the ground beneath your shoes is as smooth as a city sidewalk. Plus, the downslopes were slippery with even the tiniest hint of moisture. Maybe they paved it to handle the wear and tear of thousands of hikers? Still, it felt like I’d never really left the city.
Pictures: West Bluff Trailhead | West Bluff Trail – it starts out like a real trail
Pictures: The beginning of the 210 Stairs | The Paved Trail
Speaking of city vibes, the closer I got to the bluff, the more I could hear the holiday weekend crowd. The beach and picnic area were buzzing with laughter and music. And just to drive the point home, as I rounded a corner, I bumped into three women, one of whom was blasting tunes on her phone, shattering the natural silence.
Picture: The North Beach, Picinic and Concession Area – before the crowds!
Despite the paved trail and city folk, the West Bluff Trail serves up some seriously spectacular views of the lake and surrounding area. You’ll find yourself constantly stopping for photos—just when you think you’ve nailed the perfect shot, a new angle pops up, and you’re snapping away again.
Pictures: A rare moment where I’m not snapping a selfie! I had to give some directions for this shot. The rock is actually hanging off the cliff, but it didn’t quite come out as I pictured. Oh well.
Pictures: Devil’s Lake looking North, then South
Picture: Some of the incredible cliffs you’ll encounter on the West Bluff Trail
What goes up, must come down! As I approached the South Shore, it was time to tackle another set of stairs. Emerging from the trees, I found myself at the start of the Tumbled Rocks Trail (more on that in a bit).
Holy Snake Batman!
I decided to walk along the South Shore before heading back to the North Shore, and boy, am I glad I did! I always try to stay sharp when I’m out hiking, hoping to catch those rare, magical glimpses of nature. As I wandered along the rocky shore, peering through the boulders, my eye landed on a Water Snake lounging on a rock. As I looked closer, I could see the outline of a fish in its belly! Clearly, the little guy was taking a breather to digest its meal. How cool is that? Later, a volunteer at the nature center told me that while these snakes aren’t venomous, they pack a nasty bite that hurts like heck. Good to know if I ever decide to take a dip in the lake!
Pictures: Spotted a Water Snake! | Close-up—check out the fish in its belly on the right
Knowing I had another day to soak up the adventure, I planned to conquer the East Bluff from North Shore to South Shore. I headed back to the Tumbled Rocks Trail, a one-mile trek that snakes along the lake’s edge through a sprawling boulder field. These massive boulders stretch from the water’s edge up to the bluff’s rim, and looking up at them, I couldn’t help but be reminded of the boulder field on Abol Trail at Mt. Katahdin. The trail here is well-carved and easy to navigate—no steep stair-climbing required, which means it’s a bit of a hotspot. Despite the crowd, I decided to kick things up a notch with a trail run back to the North Shore.
Pictures: Tumbled Rock Trailhead – South Shore | View along the Tumbled Rock Trail | Tumbled Rock Trail
So, off I went, running along the Tumbled Rocks Trail. The boulder fields really did give me flashbacks to the Abol Trail on Katahdin. It was a fun run, and for the most part, folks were kind enough to step aside as I approached. Before I knew it, I was back at the North Shore—aka picnic central—and figured it was high time to check into my campsite.
Pictures: The Boulder Field along Tumbled Rock Trail (Pro tip: there’s an easy path through it!)
The Entertainment in People Watching
Devil’s Lake boasts three campgrounds with a total of 423 campsites. Mine was in the Quartzite Campground, right by the North Entrance. Off I went to track down my site and get everything set up. Now, setting up doesn’t take me long because, on this trip, I’m camping in the back of my SUV. All I had to do was unload the firewood, set up my chair, plug in the extension cord, and pop those cool mesh screens onto the back windows. These screens are a game-changer—they slip over the door frame, letting fresh air in while keeping the bugs out. Perfect for a cool breeze as I sleep!
Pictures: My SUV and Camping Set-Up | Mesh Door Screen for a breezy, bug-free night
With some time to spare before sunset (more on that later), I cracked open a beer and grabbed some snacks. Shoutout to my buddy Peter from Australia—check out the beer cozy in the pic! It’s for the female jazz trio Tokyo Groove Jyoshi. Peter’s managing the band, and I got to see them live when they recently played in Vegas. Definitely give them a listen!
Pictures: Camping Vibes wtih Tokyo Groove | Tokyo Groove Jyoshi, (from left) Mimi, Rina, Emi.
As I settled in, I found myself unexpectedly entertained by the arrival of more campers. Watching people maneuver their rigs and park their campers turned into a comedy show. The way folks navigated “helpful” advice while hunting for the perfect spot was a masterclass in patience and communication—especially between men and women! It was downright hilarious to see who took charge during the setup and, honestly, what some people deem essential for a camping trip. Overkill, if you ask me, but hey, to each their own! And, okay, I know—I’ve got an extension cord to charge my phone and work on my laptop, so I guess I’m not entirely off the hook either.
Sunset Spectacles and Greased Lightning
I’d heard the sunsets here are nothing short of spectacular, but finding the perfect spot is part of the adventure. So, I set off on the East Bluff Trail, determined to catch the show. As I climbed up to the bluffs, I couldn’t help but notice a group of kids I’d seen earlier at the boat rental and ice cream stands. They were on a mission, heading toward “their” sunset-watching spot like seasoned pros. It was like a scene straight out of Grease—their carefree vibe, their youthful energy—I half expected them to break into song:
Summer lovin’, had me a blast Summer lovin’, happened so fast I met a girl crazy for me Met a boy cute as can be Summer days drifting away To uh, oh those summer nights…
Ah, to be young, with the world at your feet—or at least the best sunset view in the park. I found a couple of decent spots to soak in the sunset, but looking back (after hiking the entire East Bluff Trail the next day), I probably should’ve ventured a bit further down the trail for an even more spectacular view. But hey, you live and learn! In the end, I couldn’t complain—perched on top of the bluff, watching the sun dip below the horizon, was pretty magical.
Picture: Golden hour magic as the sun dips below the horizon
As the sun finally disappeared below the horizon, I made my way back to my campsite, ready to cap off the day in style. I fired up the campfire, cracked open a cold one, and dug into some well-earned snacks. After a day of hiking and soaking in epic views, there’s no better way to wrap things up than with good food, a warm fire, and a little bit of chill time under the stars.
Those Darn Car Safety Features!
Most campgrounds shut down pretty early, and even have quiet times. Not that you can’t stay up late, but with a big day of hiking ahead, I decided to hit the sack around 10:30 pm. Just as I was getting cozy in my sleeping bag, my car alarm suddenly blared to life. Yep, I was that person. And not just once—the alarm went off three times! So much for a peaceful night. I barely slept, worried it might happen again, and ended up leaving the doors unlocked, which thankfully did the trick. Turns out, if I’d just locked the doors manually instead of using the FOB, the alarm wouldn’t have triggered. Apparently, my car has a safety feature that goes off if it senses weight in the backseat after locking—probably to keep you from accidentally leaving your kid or pet behind. Nice in theory, but not so much for my camping adventure!
Camping Tradition
Isn’t it ironic that people go to bed early when camping but aren’t up at the crack of dawn? I’m not talking 5 AM early—just a solid 8 AM. Come on, folks, seize the day! But enough of my rant; let’s talk morning traditions. For me, it’s all about a dark, cold-brew coffee with a splash of half-and-half. It’s the perfect caffeine fix without needing to fuss over a campfire. Or, I guess I could be like the folks in the camper next to me who just plug in the coffee maker they brought from home.
As I sat there enjoying my coffee, I heard some rustling near the car. Oh great—just what I needed. I’d started a trash bag and planned to toss it on my way to the hike, but those sneaky squirrels got to it first! I know we’re out in nature, but come on! My campsite wasn’t even near the tree line, and yet, these opportunistic little buggers still found their way to my trash. Classic.
Blue Sky Opportunity!
The East Bluff Trailhead was just a half-mile from my campsite, so off I went. The morning greeted me with some blue sky—something I missed the day before—perfect for snapping photos of the lake. Before tackling the East Bluff Trail, I made a quick detour to the lake. I crossed over the train tracks—Wisconsin & Southern has active tracks running along the east side of the lake and between two of the campgrounds. During my stay, I caught a few trains in action, so if you’re exploring near the tracks, keep your eyes peeled!
Picture: Blue skies and morning vibes from the east side of the lake. Perfect start to the day!
Then, it was time for the East Bluff Trail, a breezy 1.1-mile hike down to the Balanced Rock Trail. The trail splits early on: to the left is the East Bluff Woods Trail, and to the right is the East Bluff Trail—the same route I took the night before to catch the sunset. I headed right, where you’ll find some of the park’s iconic features. Just like the West Bluff Trail, you start with a series of stairs leading up to the bluff’s top.
Pictures: East Bluff Trailhead | The beginning of East Bluff Trail
Pictures: Trail Split – East Bluff to the right and East Bluff Woods to the left | The trails are well marked
Pictures: Stairs Leading Up East Bluff Trail | The Rock Where I Sat to Catch the Sunset Last Night
First up is Elephant Rock, which has sparked a bit of debate. Officially, it’s called Elephant Rock, but I’m with the Bison camp on this one—it definitely looks more like a Bison. Maybe Wisconsin should put it on the ballot this November and settle the debate once and for all!
Picture: Elephant Rock – More Like Bison Rock – IMO
As I hiked, I enjoyed the early morning peace—everyone else was either still snoozing or having breakfast. Well, that tranquil vibe didn’t last long. The silence was soon shattered by a family with two kids who thought the forest was their personal playground.
More Views and Oh Yeah – Bugs!
Just like the West Bluff, the East Bluff Trail offers plenty of spots for stunning lake and landscape photos. But unlike yesterday, the bugs were out in force today. I definitely need to up my bug spray game; no matter how much I apply, it feels like they’re on me non-stop. Ugh. Another thing to note: the East Bluff Trail has more varied terrain with some ups and downs, adding a bit more challenge. Nothing too extreme, but worth noting if you’re planning your hike.
Pictures: View of Devil’s Lake from the East Bluff Trail | North Shore Beach with Train Tracks Alongside the Lake
Pictures: Views of Devil’s Lake from the East Bluff Trail
Pictures: Looking towards the North Beach | Some of the Wildlife – A Hawk | Look towards the SOut
Balance Rock or Bust!
When it comes to iconic features of the park, Balance Rock definitely steals the show. But don’t worry about dodging hordes of tourists—this spot has its own set of challenges. I counted 319 steps down, and let’s just say they’re not the easy kind you’d find on the West Bluff Trail. Sure, it gets busy in the summer, but those steps are a pretty effective crowd deterrent. If you’re not too steady on your feet or if hiking isn’t quite your thing, you might want to think twice. However, the trek is definitely worth it—not only for the impressive rock but also for the stunning lake views.
Pictures: Balanced Rock Trail Marker | The Stairs down to Balance Rock
Picture: The Iconic Balanced Rock
Pictures: I love finding cool mushrooms | Seriously?!! – Trash left behind – Please Leave No Trace! | Climbing those stairs: 319 steps to the top!
From there, I continued along the East Bluff Trail for a bit to check out another park favorite: Devil’s Doorway. To get there, you’ll tackle more stairs, but thankfully, not as many as to Balance Rock. Some websites give a heads-up about the steep and uneven stone steps and the narrow rock ledge with drop-offs, warning that hikers need to be extra cautious. And yes, while that’s crucial advice, it goes without saying that you should always stay alert while hiking. Devil’s Doorway is a cool spot with even more fantastic views of the lake, making the careful trek well worth it.
Pictures: Trail Marker to the Devil’s Doorway | Devil’s Doorway
Picture: Devil’s Doorway—The door’s wide open. Come on in, if you dare!
Picture: Super Cool Tree near the Devil’s Doorway
Let the Real Adventure Begin!
With no strict plan and a park like this, I decided to dive into the notorious Potholes Trail. Named for the “potholes” carved into the rocks by ancient waters, this short but intense 0.3-mile trail is said to take up to 2 hours. It’s steep, packed with stairs, and offers a cool feature—a dramatic split in the rock face. I enjoyed the challenge and met a few adventurers braving the climb up the trail as I made my descent.
Pictures: Potholes Trailhead | The Steep Steps down Potholes Trail
Pictures: Looking Up—The stairs I tackled on the way down | Near the Split in the Rock
The Potholes Trail eventually dead-ends at the Grotto Trail. This one’s a welcome contrast—a wide, easy-going path that winds through the woods at the base of the bluffs. The Grotto Trail is not just easy on the legs but also features hidden gems called Grottos. These are natural cold air sinks where chilly air from beneath the rocky bluff creates refreshing hideouts on sweltering summer days. Sadly, I think I missed these cool spots!
Pictures: Junction of Potholes Trail and Grotto Trail | Looking up Potholes Trail from Grotto Trail
As I strolled leisurely down the Grotto Trail, I had plenty of time to ponder and reflect. One perk of the Potholes Trail is that it’s a bit of a quiet escape with hardly any kids around. The same vibe continues on the Grotto Trail—head away from the beach and easy-access trails, and you’ll find fewer families and more peace. As I made my way, I couldn’t help but mentally prepare for the climb back up to the East Bluff. More stairs are definitely in my future!
Pictures: Along the Grotto Trail—A lush paradise with a totally different feel from the Bluff Trails!
Boulder Field and Rock Climbers
As I rounded the bend on the Grotto Trail, I connected with the CCC Trail and looked up—yep, I was definitely in for a steep climb! The good news? It wasn’t as tough as I’d braced myself for. I got my wish to hike through the boulder field, and while it wasn’t as challenging as Abol Trail in Maine, the stairs carved into the boulders made the ascent a bit easier. The views up here are stunning, and you quickly realize how far you’ve climbed away from the lake below. It’s a great reminder of the expansive beauty of the park.
Pictures: Gazing up at the Boulder Field I’m about to tackle | Where the Grotto Trail and CCC Trail Cross Paths
Pictures: The CCC Trail through the Boulder Field
At the top, I encountered a lively group of climbers, many of whom looked like a school group on an adventure. They were scaling a small cliff with impressive enthusiasm. Major kudos to them—I’m not sure I’d have the guts for that kind of climb! After soaking in the scene and catching my breath, I decided to make my way back along the East Bluff Trail. Instead of retracing my steps, I opted for the East Bluff Woods Trail, which is about a 1.3-mile hike back to where I started this morning. This route is a bit longer but much easier on the ascent to Balanced Rock compared to the East Bluff Trail.
Pictures: Climbers’ Ropes | A View That Shows Just How Far You’ve Hiked from the Lake
Pictures: Trekking Along the East Bluff Woods Trail | Beware: Steep Hill Sign for Mountain Bikers
All in all, it was a fantastic day of hiking and exploring. I made the short trek back to my campsite—a mere 0.6 miles—eager for some well-deserved eats – another camp staple, grilled cheese – and cold drinks. A roaring campfire capped off the perfect end to an adventurous day. There’s nothing like relaxing by the fire after a day of epic trails and breathtaking views!
Picture: A Camping Staple – Skillet Grilled Cheese Perfection!
Top Activities at Devil’s Lake State Park
With 29 miles of scenic trails, two sandy beaches, and endless outdoor adventures, Devil’s Lake State Park is your playground of natural beauty. Pack a picnic, grab a paddle, or even tackle some towering cliffs—this park has it all. Ready to dive in? Let’s explore the top activities that make this place a must-visit!
Hiking and Nature Trails Lace up those boots! Whether you’re after a heart-pounding trek up the West Bluff or a peaceful stroll along the East Bluff, Devil’s Lake has trails for every kind of hiker. Expect jaw-dropping views, especially when the fall colors hit—perfect for that Insta-worthy shot!
Water Activities Dive into the fun with a kayak, canoe, or paddleboard rental right at the lake. Whether you’re paddling across the glassy waters or fishing for bass, this 360-acre lake is your perfect summer escape. Don’t forget to bring your sunscreen—this is where sun-soaked memories are made!
Rock Climbing and Bouldering Got a taste for adventure? The quartzite cliffs here are calling your name! With some peaks towering over 500 feet, it’s a climber’s paradise. New to climbing? No worries! Local outfitters offer rock climbing and bouldering lessons, so you can conquer those heights like a pro.
Wildlife Watching Bring your binoculars because Devil’s Lake is a wildlife wonderland! Spot white-tailed deer prancing through the woods or keep your eyes peeled for majestic eagles soaring overhead. Whether you’re a seasoned birdwatcher or just love critters, the park’s diverse habitats have something wild to offer.
Camping Under the Stars End your day the right way—under a blanket of stars! Set up camp and enjoy a night filled with s’mores, stories, and stargazing. With campsites ranging from rustic to RV-ready, there’s a spot for everyone to enjoy the park’s peaceful nighttime vibes
The Devil’s Lake Wrap-Up
So, Devil’s Lake—what a trip! If you’re into stunning views, a mix of laid-back and challenging trails, and some serious people-watching (I’m looking at you, campers), then this park should be on your list. But if I’m honest, it probably won’t top my all-time favorites. Sure, it’s got everything you need for a great adventure, but the paved trails and crowded hotspots made it feel a bit more like a city escape than a true nature getaway. Still, the lake’s beauty and those epic bluffs are worth the hike—just maybe on a quieter day. Whether you’re chasing sunsets, scrambling up rocks, kayaking, or sun-bathing on the beach, Devil’s Lake has its own unique charm. Just don’t forget to pack your sense of humor and a healthy dose of patience—trust me, you’ll need both!
During a visit to Starved Rock State Park in Illinois, I struck up a conversation with a lively group of women on a girls’ trip from Wisconsin. They were seasoned adventurers, always seeking new outdoor escapades. Naturally, I offered to snap their picture, and in return, they shared a treasure trove of must-visit spots. One gem that caught my ear was Parfrey’s Glen State Natural Area. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that this secluded natural wonder is actually nestled within Wisconsin’s Devil’s Lake State Park, which happens to be my next destination—hailed as the best state park in Wisconsin by the Discoverer Blog.
Pictures: Entrance Sign off of County Road DL | Parking Lot
Helpful Hints
Wisconsin charges for entry to its state parks, and Devil’s Lake is one of the pricier ones at $16 per day for non-residents. However, you can snag an annual pass for $38, which is a better deal if you’re planning a longer stay. The only catch? The pass has to be attached to the inside of your windshield. Even though I was in a rental, I opted for the annual pass since I was staying for three days—$48 for daily fees versus $38 for the pass? No brainer!
Now, as you’re planning your visit, I wouldn’t recommend paying $16 just to see Parfrey’s Glen. It’s a nice spot, but not worth the fee on its own. If you’re visiting other parks in Wisconsin, it’s a great addition to your trip.
A Glimpse into History
Parfreys Glen, named after Robert Parfrey, a 19th-century settler who was among the first to appreciate its beauty, has long been a cherished destination for nature enthusiasts. The glen’s formation dates back to the last Ice Age, over 12,000 years ago, when glacial meltwater carved through the sandstone and quartzite, creating the narrow, steep-sided gorge that we see today. This geological marvel not only showcases stunning rock formations but also serves as a living testament to the Earth’s dynamic history. As Wisconsin’s first designated State Natural Area, this enchanting gorge offers a fascinating blend of history, adventure, and breathtaking scenery.
Pictures: Rock Rededicating the Park as a Natural Area
Peaceful Morning Hike
I spent the night in Middleton, Wisconsin (just outside Madison) and woke up early, ready for an adventure. Since I was ahead of schedule, I decided to check out Parfrey’s Glen for a morning hike. The trail is a manageable 1.7 miles round trip, perfect for a peaceful start to the day. The cool morning air and last night’s rain kept the bugs at bay, though they were starting to stir.
Parfrey’s Glen offers a relatively easy yet incredibly rewarding trail that takes you deep into a stunning gorge. The hike begins with a gentle stroll through lush woodlands, then gradually becomes more rugged as you get closer to the glen. Along the way, you’ll cross a creek multiple times and be surrounded by towering cliffs and vibrant, moss-covered boulders. The trail ends at a beautiful waterfall, where the soothing sound of cascading water invites you to pause, reflect, and enjoy the tranquil scenery.
My morning hike at Parfrey’s Glen was the perfect start to an adventurous day in Wisconsin!
Pictures: An Old Pitcher Pump | Trailhead Marker | Initial Part of the Trail
Pictures: Views along the hike
Pictures: The trail and one of the areas you cross the creek
Pictures: The beautiful walls of the gorge
Pictures: Close up view of the gorge walls
Picture: The waterfall at the end of the trail
Pictures: As I finished my hike, I saw a deer | The Ice Age Trail goes into Devil’s Lake State Park
With the long summer days, a shorter than expected stay at Backbone State Park and as I had not booked a place to stay for the evening, I just drove east to see if I could get to Charles Mound during daylight hours. I am happy to report that I did make it and now I was ahead of schedule!
Important: Read Before You Go!
If you are going to visit and “summit” Charles Mound, there are some important items to note. Stay updated by checking Highpointers.org, especially since the property has new owners. From the Highpointers Website:
Exact Address
Please go to the owners preferred place of entry at 688 W Charles Mound Rd.
There is a gate and a sign that you are in the correct place.
Visiting Days
The 2024 open dates: June 1-2 | July 6-7 (Hence the timing of my trip) | Aug. 3-4 | Sept. 7-8.
Please time your visit to occur during daylight hours.
Respect the Property
Just a reminder that this is private land, so please be respectful during your visit.
The owners ask that, as before, you park on the road and walk from there, no vehicles on their lane, and no pets.
In an nutshell – don’t be “that” person that ends up ruining it for those who wish to add Charles Mound to their list of High Points.
Thanks!
We want to once again thank the Wuebbels for the many years of visitation and thank the new owners for continuing to graciously allow access.
My Advice
It’s an easy hike, with little elevation change.
Bring Bug Spray – lots of it! The mosquitoes were relentless at the high point!
Make sure you check-in, there is a log book at the summit in a plastic bin.
Pictures: The Trailhead | Some reminders, thanks to the Highpointers Organization
A Bit About Charles Mound. . .
Charles Mound, a modest yet captivating peak, holds the title of the highest natural point in Illinois. Located in the rolling hills near the charming town of Scales Mound, this serene summit stands at 1,235 feet above sea level, ranks 45th in State High Points, and was my 28th High Point. The mound itself is named after Elijah Charles, a pioneer who settled in the area in the early 19th century.
Pictures: Summit Selfie | High Point Geomarker
The McRib of Hikes
Hiking Charles Mound reminds me of the McRib, I know a weird analogy. But just as Charles Mound is only accessible a few weekends each year, the McRib appears on McDonald’s menu for limited periods. Highpointers and McRib Enthusiasts eagerly mark their calendars for these rare opportunities, knowing they need to seize the moment or wait an uncertain amount of time for the next chance. In both cases, part of the allure is the knowledge that these opportunities won’t be around for long, making them all the more special than they actually are.
All Joking Aside
The Wuebbels have done an incredible job making this high point special. It’s a beautiful spot – so peaceful and relaxing, albeit the mosquitoes. Trust me, you can’t see it in my photos, but I was practically marinated in bug spray, and those bloodsuckers were still all over my body, head, and face. If it weren’t for them, I’d have taken a seat in one of the chairs to soak in the panoramic views and appreciate Illinois’ natural beauty.
Picture: Charles Mound – and the beautiful work by Wayne and Jean Wuebbels
Pictures: Welcome Sign | Sitting Area – The Highpointers Check-In Log is in the Bin
On my way up, I passed a few fellow highpointers but ended up having the “summit” all to myself. Well, me and a million mosquitoes. After snapping a few pics, I decided to do a trail run back to my car—partly to get my daily run in and partly to escape the relentless swarm.
Back at the car, I spotted a pheasant, which was pretty cool. I also had a brief chat with an arriving highpointer who wanted to confirm he was in the right place. I assured him he was and gave him a heads-up about the mosquito gang waiting at the top. He had just tackled Eagle Mountain (Minnesota’s high point) and Mount Arvon (Michigan’s high point)—both of which I’m hitting later this month—and said the bugs were equally ferocious there. I think it’s time to invest in a head net.
Picture: Pheasant spotting!
A big shout-out to the Wuebbels for their hospitality! Charles Mound is in the books. Next high point: Hawkeye Point, Iowa’s highest natural point.
