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Little Bohemia Lodge and Labor Day at the Three Lakes Cottage: 2025 Edition

We happened to be driving through Manitowish Waters so figured this was finally my chance to go to Little Bohemia Lodge.

Brooke's wanted to go here forever. So why not?

Even if you arrive when the restaurant opens, expect to wait. Better yet, make a reservation if you plan on going.

Rookie mistake on our part.

But I guess it could be worse than hanging at their old school bar with some brewskis and Shirley Temples.



There seemed to be a lot of open tables. Sounded like they were understaffed. 

Most had went back to school for the season.



I did not expect the famed bullet holes to be right next to the tables. There were holes everywhere.


We started with cheese curds.

Fish fries for the parents and burgers for the kids. Theo apparently doesn't like charbroiled burgers, but does like them for our grill? Make it make sense.

It poured while we were eating and had just cleared up when it was time to leave.

It was nice to be the first ones at the cottage as it gave us a chance to clean all of our gear and clothes from our BWCA trip.

There will be no swimming today. 

Like seriously? Go way algae.

At least we could fish, I guess.

We took a break from cleaning and fishing to take a trip downtown.


Mind Chimes rules.



The new addition is looking so good with the windows in. 

With so many of us going in and out of the house, my dad added a magnetic screen to the doorway. 

I made fajitas for the first night. This griddle is going to get a lot of use.




This Blackstone sure is handy.

Mike made pancakes in the morning.

Still not too old to play on the treehouse.



They're growing up so quick, but they're still little kids in my eyes.

We asked grandpa to bring back the treehouse ladder and cleaned it up a bit. Too many cobwebs for the kids.

We told them they could sleep in there tonight like their uncle Blake used to do. 

If you can't play in the lake, might as well play in Blake's pond.




Can we make every meal on the Blackstone this weekend?


Snacks, snacks, snacks, CRUNCH!

You know we had to hit up some rummage sales.

We went to the flea market in Eagle River to only find out they charge entry. But at least kids were free. Theo didn't have to jump the fence after all.


Chelsea couldn't carry Viola and her backpack at the same time so I volunteered carrying Viola. It's been so long since I carried a baby on my back.

There were some good finds. Or at least good photo ops.


We almost bought a remote control boat for Theo but the seller wasn't sure if it worked or not.

That's a good year.

So much nostalgia.

Meadow found a seller who had a bunch of anime pins.


I got Theo some caramel apple popcorn since he was sad about the remote control boat.

Afterwards we stopped at the Hiker Box. I love the compact size of my 50 degree sleeping bag, I just need one for colder nights. This one looked nice. 

I could also use a better pillow.

I guess Theo and Blake love trying on the alien-looking sunglasses.

I stood back as Mike and Dan took down a dead tree.

I was worried it was going to fall back on the house, but I guess Mike has this figured out. I'm never trying this out.

Not the Blackstone but still cooking outdoors.

I ended up making my grilled pizza this summer after all.


It's always a big hit, but I've got to remember the Romenesko's have small appetites.

We like to fill up on snacks. 

All the kids went out on their kayaks at sunset.

The algae blooms were much better away from the shore.

I joined too.





The dogs were getting FOMO.



Good morning, lake. 

Aw breakfast was indoors this morning, didn't quite make it.

We'd been on quite the roll with the griddle.

We decided to go canoe the Pine River in the nearby Headwaters Wilderness.

This canoe is not really meant for 3 people. Any small movements caused the canoe to tip.


We went one way as far as we could before turning around and exploring the other direction.



We ran into a huge beaver dam and decided it was best not to risk getting out of the canoe.

Later, the kids were begging Blake to make another quest for them. Dan suggested they make a quest for Blake this time. They did pretty good, evening stumping him a few times.

Boat ride time!


Grandpa was already teaching Viola how to steer the pontoon.



Theo had had enough of the shenanigans and took a nap.

Ruthie too.


More sunset paddles to the middle of the lake.


Theo used Meadow's kayak while she used the row boat.

And then they all raced back.

Greek bowls by Dan.

What? We are actually sitting around the fire?

Blake or Mike made french toast out on the griddle. I can't remember who.

I asked Chelsea if she could trim Meadow's bangs before she starts school tomorrow.

Theo wanted a hair trim too.

I guess Theo wants a kayak now.

Goodbye, Summer. It's been fun.

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