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<\/a><\/p>\nThere are still plenty of Lutheran churches in this part of the country. The furniture store has ghosts and plenty of American spirit. And the jewelry store owner has a sense of humor. Across from the mostly unimpressive WPA-era post office is the old village\u00a0hall. It sits for sale. <\/p>\n After\u00a0the mining towns, you make it to the shores of Lake Michigan and the iron ore port of Escanaba. Replete with lighthouse. And a single rudder from a wooden bulk freighter that was destroyed by fire in 1897; two crew members burned to death. The rudder\u00a0sat in the bottom of the harbor\u00a0until 1985, when it was raised\u00a0by local divers. Escanaba has a decent downtown stretch, but it’s mostly still a working port town. The tourists generally swarm along the\u00a0northern shore of the U.P. There is a hotel, but if you get there on a weekend you had better already have a reservation. <\/p>\n Gladstone, farther east along the coast,\u00a0seems mostly able to support bars. And a hardware store. And its denizens choose religious vandalism. Maybe they ran out of money for letters. You pass through iron country if you follow HW-2 into the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. Many of the towns boast iron in the name, the rest stops are advertised with a metal sign in the shape of a miner, and you can take tours of an\u00a0old iron mine along the way. Main Street Cafe in … <\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"