And then just like that it was over.
597 blog posts and three hours of arduous wilderness strolling on Pike Island, and our epic journey was finally at an end.
We had visited Pike Island and lived to tell the tale.
I crossed the Pike Island Bridge, back to the Fort Snelling mainland, and like all great wilderness explorers, Lewis and Clark, Anne Bancroft, Pocahontas, and Farley Mowat, I was thinking that a cocktail would be nice.
What a journey. I was full of feelings.
I looked back to the bridge I had crossed.
Was there one last picture?
Thanks for coming with me.