a little late posting this one.

another nice slow start to the day, breakfast at the hotel, swimming again and some Nicholas Cage movie in the morning. by the time we got on the road, we were greeted by a perfect snowfall.
first up, gooseberry falls.
oops, missed the exit.

first up, split rock lighthouse.
sadly it’s no longer free but I suppose these days, 8 bucks to preserve history and let them upgrade the place is worth the admission.

initial disappointment gave way to the familiarity of the place, and a welcome surprise of a pretty decent upgrade of the museum facility. centerpiece is the old fresnel lens on a big rotating display; it’s oddly beautiful.


we headed back to gooseberry where the falls proved to be shockingly beautiful. I got a little held up with A, trying to get pictures of a woodpecker we saw but when we eventually caught up, the other boys were doing their best job being boys near the edge of the lower falls.

eventually I found M at the upper falls, we had to grab a selfie.

I honestly couldn’t believe how much it’s begun to ice over. this might have been the most dramatic I’ve seen it in the winter. the fully iced over falls are always beautiful, but with water still cascading down…it’s just cool.

seems the falls decided to whip us up a batch of pancake ice. we sat and watched for a while as the little circles danced around, and the little children hit each other with sticks behind us.

we did find this weird little ice knob growing, I told them to leave it alone but it took a surprising amount of force for them to break it loose. made a pretty good crack when it went through the ice after the boys made me throw it.

we did a bit more driving around, headed over the lift bridge and found ourselves a new place to try out. note – I’m only posting this section to remind myself about it in a year (Fairfield Inn & Suites by Marriott Duluth Waterfront in case the link dies, future me).

and finally our destination, good ol’ Bentlyville. sure it’s cheesy, and pretty much the same thing every year, but it’s tradition and we love it. man, oh man it was cold though, wind just whipped through us and we weren’t the most bundled we’ve ever been. false sense of security due to the earlier trip and unseasonably warm fall. oh well, no one to blame but ourselves.



not pictured are the trips to the Duluth Grill and White Castle, the latter of which, despite being in a gas station, might have been the best late night castle run I’ve ever had. Duluth Grill was fantastic as always. in the end, due to my poor planning, I forgot to take off Monday and so we abandoned our final evening in the hotel and hit the snowy road back home.
I think we might do the same weekend again next year.