Where to start? The past seven days have been a whirlwind of travel through staggeringly beautiful, remote parts of the United States and Canada. Bloomfield Hills, Michigan to Marquette, Michigan – Marquette To Grand Portage, Minnesota, via the northern tip of Wisconsin – Grand Portage to Isle Royale National Park and back, via a couple of 2 1/2 hour bumpy trips on The Voyager II – Grand Portage to International Falls, Minnesota and Voyagers National Park – Voyagers to Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada, then Pukaskwa National Park and Ste Saint Marie, Canada, where I sit writing at a picnic table on a breezy, cool evening. All in all, a little over 2,000 miles. I’m just warming up.
Over the course of the next 15 months or so, as part of TheMountCo’s National Park Project, I will be traveling to all 59 National Parks in the United Sates, as well as our parks in The Virgin Islands and American Samoa. Our goal is to create awareness of critical issues facing our National Park Service and facilitate creative dialogue. First on the list, is the steep decline in visitors under the age of 25. Our fear is if this age bubble continues through the next generation, funding – which is already of concern – will continue to decrease as interest wanes and perhaps our greatest natural treasures aren’t preserved for future generations. This project is our way of trying to prevent that from happening and providing a forum for you to let your voice be heard.
I promise to catch up my blogging in the next few days. For several days in the backwoods, I have been without any type of service and even when service kicks in, it is sketchy at best. In those rare moments I have had service, I have been posting to Twitter – @TheBeardedMan59 – and occasionally to Instagram – also @TheBeardedMan59 – so please follow me. As I move across Canada on my way to Cape Breton Island (another 1,500 miles or so), I expect cell service to improve, but we’ll see, eh. I will be in Acadia National Park for about five days beginning October 16th or 17th, depending on how many stops I make in Nova Scotia. Which, by the way, is the most difficult part of traveling in this part of the world. Around every corner is a vista more beautiful than the last, just begging to be captured. So for now – because I am sleepy and it is pitch black outside – I will leave you with a few of the hundreds of photos I’ve taken during the last week. I will write about them in the upcoming days – so please check back in soon.
Thank you to everyone for your support. You have touched my heart.