Are there any bucks out there?

Tuesday, October 7, we were up early and I got my new WalMart soft luggage packed.

WalMart soft luggage, easy to carry and quite inexpensive.

We were on the road by about 6:30 a.m., looking once again for the white deer. We saw all kinds of deer, 44 of them. Most were brown, but we saw two more white ones. We didn't see any white fawns, though, only brown ones. I don't get tired of seeing the deer, but eventually we had to leave the area and head out. Might have been north, west, east? I don't know. I wasn't driving.
 

This is the only buck we found ... and he was a small one.



We saw deer everywhere, does and fawns.  But each was wonderful and we never tired of seeing them.

And then we saw another one ... a white deer.  They are just unique and what we were looking for.

Out of the blue, we saw them ... bears.  Only to discover they were wood cutouts.  We saw two white cutout deer, too.  Faked us out.



Yep, another deer.  Who knew we'd see so many of them.



This pretty girl had two brown fawns with her.  The other one was camera-shy.

She would walk toward us, waiting for a handout, and when I walked toward her she let me get quite close before bounding off.



The early morning showed us mist on the lakes, and in the distance there's a house.  It's almost like something from a horror movie.  Well, Halloween is coming up soon.




There was a lot of color near this river and I couldn't resist a photo.



All I knew about where we were going was we were heading to the Porcupine Mountains in Michigan, and the Lake of the Clouds.  From Lake Superior the main rain of mountains looks like a crouching porcupine which is how they got the name Porcupine Mountains. We were hoping for even better colors today, but as it happened, they've not totally turned yet. We still saw some wonderful stuff, though.



We stopped for a bite to eat and everywhere you looked there were scarecrows attached to everything, sitting on the ground, everywhere.  These folks like their scarecrows, and Halloween.  Pumpkins set everywhere, too, as well as lots of Halloween decorations.



There are also a lot of wood carvings around, and this one was right in town.



Lake Superior, Kitchi gami (or Kitchi-gummi), Indian words for big waters.  The song by Gordon Lightfoot, The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, is about this lake, the lake known to give up no bodies because it's too cold and deep.

We got to Lake Superior which seems as big as an ocean. You can't see across it, the wind was blowing and there were whitecaps all over. We turned and headed to the Lake of the Clouds. What a beautiful place this was, with hiking trails all over.

Lake of the Clouds. 

We withstood the wind for a photo op.

Beautiful colors.  I especially like the trees that have multiple colors.

The reds and bright oranges are absolutely brilliant in the sun, and some of the colors haven't even made the change yet.

The wind was blowing like a hurricane, nearly knocking us over as we walked along the edge of the bluff overlooking the lake. But the wind was warm with temperatures in the 70s. Even though it was windy, it was a beautiful place and we walked around for a bit, looking at colors that have not yet quite gotten to what one would call exquisite. But they're still something to see with the golds, oranges, bricks and reds. This area doesn't have as much in the red tones as what we'd seen yesterday, but everything glistens with color when the sun hits them.

We're always looking for those special photos.

A small bridge at the bottom near the end of the lake looks like a great place to walk, but it wasn't on our agenda for the day.



Looking to the right of the bridge, the Carp River feeds the lake.

We stopped early, in Michigan. We had been up early and were tired, so it was time to be off the road for the night.