The Northwoods is one of my favorite places in the country, and I’ve stayed at a few places in both summer and winter. Black’s Cliff Resort is by far the gem amongst the many other good options.
I have to give the credit to Etta who found the place, and also the time of year, first week of June, it was so quiet and peaceful.
We stayed in the Birchwood cabin, right next door to the resort keepers place, home to the resort dog a regal golden retriever who seems to be doing very well in his professional role.
The cabin was amazing, with a fireplace inside, stocked with local firewood, and a backyard fire pit.
A breezeway overlooking the lake with a bed hanging from the ceiling was the perfect spot for a Sunday afternoon snooze after the drive up from Chicago.
Later in the evening, after dinner, I noticed the light fading and wandered down the stairs to one of the most thrilling sunsets I have witnessed.
I was the solo witness because not a soul was stirring on that lake in early June, and evening chill negated Etta’s interest in the natural beauty.
That night, on the soft bed, I had the best night’s sleep in at least a year.
I didn’t want to say goodbye to this guy!