Chippewa National Forest — Attraction in Grand Rapids

Bears so many, outran what could've been an encounter so grizzly as that revenant scene, wish it ended there but the plot thickens like the forest I aimlessly ran for my life only to encounter a lone building with an open sign , I walk into what I assume to be a bar and grill, greated warmly by its occupants I pour out my story as the tender pours me a drink, the locals jest that I was lucky it was just the bears and not a buncha wackos in the forest , they let out a roar of laughter followed up with "cripes were jussa playin witcha buddeh, c'mon ore here , we'll ave ya four Dinnah instead o them bears!" Another uproar fills the room, it was then my eyes laid eyes upon the name of the establishment"cannibal junction" legs took a cannon ball function and blew me as fast as I could from the cannibal junction stew titled stue, now I run,avoiding the road as not to be the road kill, I figure, the grizzlies I can bear, I ran until my w gave out, my heart pounding, and pounding , and pounding still only it's not my heart, rhythmic drumming is coming from the distance ,it's relaxing so I follow my ears,untill a glow reveals a break in the woods , a roaring fire and what appears to be dancing, finally I thought , something happy, as I get closer I begin to hear jingling with the drums , the music intensifies the closer I get, I arrive at the clearing to find 50+ men and women, all with dark black hair that rivals silk in appearance , all the men donned animal furs, some had sticks that looked like double sided cat tails, and paint colored their faces ,like war paint, only they danced in a circle doing a jig like heath ledger on a knight's tail, only hyped up and hoppy like royal ballroom hopscotch dancing , and the women all had dresses with copious amounts of jingles on them ,so much so that it's weight must have been uncomfortable, this assumption is assured as I notice a couple of elders to the side hunched over with wide shoulders, and flat bottoms , "are these the women freddie mercury was singing about?" I pondered slightly as my gaze directs back towards the women's who's dresses with jingles , jingled as they jiggled , and as they jiggled bo jangles wriggled my wranglers as to wrangle up a giggle from a nearby jingle jiggle whos eyes clearly possessed a deep desire for my jingle.i approach, eager but trying to play it off cool, only to be roughly shoulder checked by a tall man with a mohawk who also wears furs, less than what I feel is appropriate for the temperature, he speaks with a voice obviously much lower than his natural" howah, you deddah learn your place white mahn, for I tells yous, mine is the only tomahawk that lies in dat wigwam!" Flabbergasted, I struggle to understand , wigwam? Tomahawk? Only two things make connection here, a.) They obviously have hawks and big ones as the man beating the drum bears massive feathers like a crown, b.) This man must be freezing, with his chest in my face I'm weary of the two daggers protruding from his chest. Tempted I was to keep up with the running theme and skidaddle , no, no more running I thought in a cliche manner as to hype myself up, I wind back my left , my opponent positions to block my hook,as I take two hops forward , he hops to my right right into my right cross that I delivered upon landing my hop, he staggers as I deliver the promised hook, my opponent falls to the ground along with the drums adumdum ADUM ADUM and silence rings as the witnesses to the fight stare with shock and awe, it was then the music took back up with a "AYEYAHEHYAH!" Followed by cheering and continuation of the celebration that I am to be swept into, they share generously with me all their accomodations and Nick name me false but true fist, after heavy indulgence of what was liquor locally brewed, I made my way to the river to relieve my gut, and what happens next you might not believe but, in the middle of the river was a floating ball ,orb, light, something emiting an earie reddish orange hue, it just lie still for a moment then suddenly flies off to the sky ,that's...

What an interesting trip, I watched a man jump into the lake with a bag full of cleaning products. He then bathed himself in the lake. I was a little disappointed when seeing this because I came for a good time and a good view of the whole park. This guy spent almost an hour before he got out. I then watched the same guy climb up a tree. And this was a decently sized tree. He got to the top and ate bird eggs out of a birds nest. At this point I was flabbergasted. The adult bird then came back to the nest and started attacking the man when he reached out and grabbed. He bit the damn head off the thing. This guy was a pure animal himself. Like I said...

Nature at its finest. If you love the outdoors, this is the place for you. Chances are you will see this 🇺🇸Great Nations🇺🇸 Mascot 🦅 During your visit. Fishing opportunities are endless & camping experiences are one of a kind all around the vast area of this Minnesota Landmark called the Chippewa🇺🇸National🇺🇸Forest. I love it here so much I bought 30 acres right next to the forest.

'Highly recommend...