I went to Duluth the other day for a book club meeting. They were reading my yet-to-be-published book Butterflies and Hazel Eyes. The book is about a couple from Bayfield, Wisconsin who find mystery amid the Apostle Islands.
It was midafternoon on Sunday when I arrived in Superior and I decided, seeing as it was fall and the beaches would be less busy, I'd stop by Wisconsin Point. Never one to miss out on visiting the Lady of the Lake, I turned down Moccasin Mike Road and headed to the point.
I love Wisconsin point for several reasons. The first is that I always drive by it on my way into the Twin Ports from where I live so it's an easy stop. The second reason is that it's never as busy as Canal Park on a sunny warm afternoon. On a cool, cloudy, fall afternoon, there's never anyone there, which was the case on Sunday. Thrilled that they finally finished the new parking area,
I parked near the new planked walkways (Much easier to walk on when you use crutches and have a fake leg!) When I made it to the beach, I was rewarded with this view...
Heaven. There wasn't a soul around unless you counted the numerous seagulls, and the lake lapped gently at the shore. It was peaceful and quiet. Tranquil AF as my friend put it when I sent her this picture. I had some thinking to do, so I sat down on a piece of driftwood to stare out at the lake. I noticed this grouping of driftwood and snapped a picture to send my daughter.
The power of mother nature is always strong on the shores of Lake Superior and I sat staring at the mix of old tree trunks when I stood up suddenly.
I cleared off a bunch of sand and suddenly the whole picture came into view.
Katie Mettner wears the title of 'the only person to lose her leg after falling down the bunny hill' and loves decorating her prosthetic leg to fit the season.
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