Winter Excursion Fun Time Blogoramamania!!!: Winter Excursion 2 (Electric Boogaloo) p. 52

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The Ever Disappointing Gooseberry Falls

Wow, i thought, if Palisade Head was that good, our next adventure ought to be
EVEN BETTER!

Our next 'snow time jaunt' (as all but myself must refer to it lest they get sued)
or as i call it, "Winter Excursion", would take place at Gooseberry Falls.

When we got to Gooseberry Falls. Mike finished off the avocado we were using for his now famous "avocado sandwiches".

In case you don't know what an avocado is:

Here he is eating the last of it around what he called the "avocado clit".

i think it's actually called a "pit" but he was enjoying it so much
i didn't have the heart to correct him.

When we got to the falls proper i pointed out a hole in the ice to Mike
where you could see a torrent of the flow of water underneath.
I said, "Ok Mike, you take my camera and get a picture of me
sticking my head in there trying to get a drink of water.

Then this lady nearby who overheard our conversation
laughed and said, "I'd like to see that."

What a bitch! I was only joking.
but this sick woman actually wanted to see me do it and potentially die.

What the fuck?

What kind of twisted, morally corrupt, place is this?

Below Mike demonstrates just what might have happened to me if that
monster of a woman got her way, by tapping on the ice with a piece of wood.

See the hole? Yeah i could've fallen through the ice.

We soon left the populated area after that awful experience
and walked the path down to Lake Superior.

Mike senses more wildlife to be found here:

Now, in the photo below, there is actual wildlife in the picture.

Several deer are on that hill across the water from us.
It sucked big time because it was like playing where's Waldo.

There were no bloodstained, fur-laden,
gut-strewn paths to lead us right to them.

Anyway, if you want to see "wildlife", don't go to Gooseberry Falls because all they got there is the animated variety that try to run or hide from you.

And below is the closest we could get to this so called, "wildlife".
What the fuck kind of bullshit is this?

And even if we were able to get close enough and even if it stood motionless enough to do our snow angel ritual, this lame excuse for "wildlife" wouldn't be worth a snapshot in the slightest because it's all wrapped up in it's fur package that keeps all the blood and guts inside so that there isn't anything of the beauty we saw in the hills at Palisade Head to marvel at.

Anyway there it is:

What a stupid fucking rip-off!
Palisade Head is the place to go for wildlife
if you want to get close up and personal.
Certainly not here.

We finally made our way down to the shore.

Below you can see a structure built by the last remaining Gooseberry Indians.

As a goodwill gesture between last remaining members of peoples,
Mike gave them some bell-beaker blankets,
and was soon able to move in to their dwelling place.

It was okay, i guess, but they didn't have any gold, oil reserves,
or any television for god's sake.
So we burned the place down to the ground and left.

Here is Michael waving to the camera...effeminately.

(perhaps he is working on that Olivia Newton-John impression?)

Below, i am about to give my verdict for Gooseberry Falls.
(it may look like a thumbs up, but Mike took the picture before i actually got to my true opinion...so it's a little deceptive).