After the decision was made to save Munising and The Pictured Rocks National Lake Shore for another time, we had to determine where we'd go next. There are very few Pass Port America campground in the U.P. but one that intrigued me was the Farquar-Metsa Tourist Park in Gwinn MI. The name alone was interesting. Who or what was Farquar and Metsa. Shrek and Lord Farquaad comes to mind. The web site on the PPA site wasn't much help, referencing the Forsyth Township in Gwinn MI. I did my usual "fly over" on Google earth with inconclusive results. Oh well, life's an adventure, we'd give it a try! Besides, it had to be better than our current situation. After calling to make sure there was a site for us, we headed for the little community of Gwinn MI and the Farquar-Metsa Tourist Park.
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K I Sawyer Flight line form a bygone era. |
As we got closer to Gwinn, we passed through the community of Sawyer, another former Air Force base similar to Kinross MI.
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Open air museum of aircraft that survived at Sawyer |
The K.I. Sawyer Air Force Base was closed in November 1994, another victim of the ending of the Cold War. Along with the base closure, 4,600 military and civilian jobs vanished. Today the Sawyer International Airport is the main air transportation facility for Marquette and the surrounding area. Sawyer's economic base includes 68 businesses and over 1200 employees. The K.I. Sawyer Heritage Air Museum chronicles the bases history. Here's a link to a brief history and time line.
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It was still early so we set out on a driving tour of Gwinn MI. Gwinn is an unincorporated community in Forsyth Township, Marquette County. It encompass 5.1 sq. miles and has a population of around 2000. While the rain had stopped, it was still a cold blustery day and there weren't many people about. It looked almost distorted for a Tuesday afternoon. Almost all these little communities we've visited have a town museum and we try to visit them to learn some of the local history. We were in luck, the museum was open from noon to 4:00 Tuesday and Thursdays.
The volunteer on duty was a long time Gwinn resident, transplanted from New Jersey. We asked about the history of the area and she told us all about her early years in New Jersey! She was very helpful, even calling a local mom and pop restaurant to confirm the special of the day. If interested, here's a brief history of Gwinn and Forsyth Township.
Aug 26
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Marquette Michigan welcome center |
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Peter White Dr. |
Marquette also has a Tourist Park Campground. There's a disk golf course across the street and a bike trail runs right through it. We drive through to checked it out. While it would be much closer to all the amenities the city offers, we decided we liked the Gwinn campground much better. At the end of the day we were excited by all there was to do in Marquette and Gwinn. We returned to Gwinn and signed up for a week.
Steve and Sandy are the campground host. They've lived in Guinn all their lives. Steve is a retired city worker so he knows who to call to get things done. We struck up a friendship with Steve and Sandy and they helped us find some of the lesser known amenities of the area. Right away I asked Steve about the possibility of a shuttle to paddle the Escanaba river in the coming days. He knew exactly where to take us. We were looking forward to spending some time here and just goofing off.
Aug 27
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The one we had in St. Ignace was take-out. These were big enough to be a complete meal this and hot out of the oven. I ordered a side of gravy so I could try all the variations.
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They have a Pasty tracker map to track where people come from to try a Pasty at the Crossroads. Believe it or not, there was no pin in Salt Springs, so we were the first, WHOOPEE!
After dinner Steve and Sandy drove us to the take our we'd be paddling to on the Escambia river.They were eager to show off the natural assets of their little town.
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Aug 27
Steve and Sandy told us about a fun little attraction in a nearby town of Ishpeming MI, "Da Yooper Tourist Trap". Now, living in Florida all our lives, we know something about Tourist Traps! So, we had to check it out.
More to come on Da Yooper Tourist Trap...
On the way we passed through the little town of Jasper Ridge where we found the Jasper Ridge Brewery.
Sep 4
We drove into Marquette early on a Friday afternoon to find something to do. There's a restaurant just off the Matson Lower Harbor park we'd been wanting to try. The weekend Blues festival started this evening with a free concert to kick things off. We figured we'd park in the festival parking lot, walk to the restaurant then come back to check out the music later. As we were walking by the festival area we heard the announcer mention there was food available. Hum, restaurant food or festival food? The energy of the festival was already starting to draw us in. I suggested we see what food was available. Joan spied a sign that said "Gumbo" I had my eye on a pulled port sandwich with some catchy name like "Big Jake" or "Pork Shabang" or something like that. And, there was a beer tent! And, they had my new favorite beer, Widow-maker Dark Ale. Okay, festival food won out... and I'm sure it was all low cal and healthy, RIGHT! We walked back to the truck and got our chairs.
More to come about the Blues festival...
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Yah, you're right, they look much better on her!
More to come ...
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