Aubert Lodge Near Ward Hill


How about a fancy place to stay near Ward Hill ski area.

You can sleep in a genuine log bed made by the Amish. You will sleep like a baby.

A great place to stay with the Manistee Forest on all four sides of the lodge.

Even the turkeys like this area which might give you an idea about what time of year to visit. What about Thanksgiving? Gobble gobble! Save me a drumstick.

Chow Time


This was the kind of stew that we made out of fish and beef which was a kind of unusual combination. We mixed in a few veggies that are not seen here. This was a made up meal as we went. After cleaning his fish, Chad offered it as part of our stew so I sliced and diced it into our mixture. Once completed the beef and fish actually tasted good together.

For this meal I used Trail pack chili and added into it 2 lb of ground beef and some shredded cheese. The trail pack sauce was Incredible. The kids had a lot of chili that day and it became a favorite of our trip. The sauce had just the right kick to it. Just a few treats on our latest camping trip with the Mishawaka Boys Club. Lucky just liked his fish plain but what does a dog know?

Eggnog: It’s Not Just for Drinking Anymore


I have a recipe for you for the holidays that is so scrumptious you won’t believe it and they are called eggnog cookies. Here is where you can find the recipe eggnog cookies. If you dare you may even serve these cookies with liquid eggnog. You just won’t believe how good they are and just in time for the holidays be it Christmas, New Year’s Day or Eve, or even for Thanksgiving.

The Bridge to the Big Island


That sign on the bridge means that you can’t row or paddle too fast going under the bridge. Here is a look under the bridge.

Depending on the time of year it is only about 2 to 3 feet deep here. When you exit this bridge to the right used to be the Big Bass Lake store and to the left Grandma’s Hat Island. This bridge was constructed in 1954 and it is often called the Waite Bridge. I understand the Big Island is now called Isle of the Winds.

Our Family Farm in the Fall


Each year around November 1, my grandmother opted to go south to Alabama for the winter. My dad’s task was to complete the first run of the journey with my Aunt Barb and Uncle Willie then meeting us in Wabash for the next rung of the journey to Alabama. I had never been at the farm this late in the year before as a teenager. The last 90 miles to our property is through the Manistee National Forest along US 37 and then onto Bass Lake Road. The trees were ablaze with color.

Once at the farm we planned to stay for two days to shut everything down. My dad ordered me to not hike in the woods for hunting season had come and he said that hunters shoot at anything that moved. So I wondered how I would pass my time there. I took the opportunity to use our row boat on Big Bass Lake and the silence was deafening. Usually in the summer the lake is packed with speed boats but not now.

The lake was as calm as I’ve ever seen it and quite peaceful to just take a leisurely row. I rowed around the island that I refer to as the haunted island and the trees had plenty of colors. I then traveled under the bridge, past Grandma’s Hat (the tiny island) and onto the Big Bass Lake store for a bottle of Squirt before making my return trip.