It has been said that wilderness without wildlife is mere scenery. Then, it is the moose and wolf that make Isle Royale more that just another pretty place.

Jeff Rennicke
A fog delay offers me another side or the island with thimbleberries, a sunset and an averted injury.
The trail heads up to a ridge before descending through thick brush where I meet a moose and a fox.
One of millions of dew covered spider webs on Feldtmann Ridge.
The walk to a view is fogged in, but Blissful is rewarded with thousands of dew-covered spider webs.
The less traveled Island Mine Trail gave me flashbacks to the Te Araroa.
Carnelian beach is slow through overgrowth and wetland, then it's over Mount Desor to a lake.
The Minong Ridge meanders through dams, birches then to a stunning campsite facing Canada.
Sometimes you just have to jump right in.
It's a short walk to the cove through lightening, thunder and a downpour.
Mr. Otter cleaned himself of leeches, perhaps, on the dock and was soon joined by his pal who also had grooming chores.
Passing Chickenbone and Ritchie Lakes to Moskey, I'm attacked by leeches, then see otters at sunset.
The trail heads up to Mount Ojibwe then down into forest to a remote cove.
It's a rewind of the trail out of Lane Cove to Rock Harbor where the wind delays the plane.