Describes seeing Pictured Rocks on Lake Superior on the Sam Ward. Transcription: moving on all admiringly over that sea of liquid emerald, noting the giant boulders and wave worn sandstone rocks twenty or thirty feet below with unspeakable delight, lo! we see rising up through the universal, curling ghost-like mist a giant semicircle of rocks, so monstrous, so vast, that no words can paint our sensations. Looming up like Titan piled barriers, barring out a world, high, higher yet till mighty trees dimly seen, crammed their summits. The mist enshrouding them so intensified the grandeur of the
Describes seeing Pictured Rocks on Lake Superior on the Sam Ward. Transcription: moving on all admiringly over that sea of liquid emerald, noting the giant boulders and wave worn sandstone rocks twenty or thirty feet below with unspeakable delight, lo! we see rising up through the universal, curling ghost-like mist a giant semicircle of rocks, so monstrous, so vast, that no words can paint our sensations. Looming up like Titan piled barriers, barring out a world, high, higher yet till mighty trees dimly seen, crammed their summits. The mist enshrouding them so intensified the grandeur of the scene that the rudest soul amongst us grew enthusiast in speech and devotional in feeling. [George M.] Swan cried out ?ǣBoys! shall we scale Heaven? My heart swelled and I felt as never yet have I looking on Nature ?s work, save when in the ?ǣMaid of the Mist ? I stared up at Niagara. This was Niagara ?s rock with the water removed. T ?was as grand, many there present swore out frankly ?twas a more glorious sight than Niagara. I think this can never be seen more grandly, than we viewed it. Easy it was to fancy giant towers ?ǣBuilt by the hands of Giants For godlike kings of old. ? vast indistinct, framing, mystic, supernatural. We ran in under the monstrous curve, all leapt out, and to pick up stones as before. Brief time there, then out again, and coasting Westwards, leaving the never to be forgotten ?ǣAmphitheatre ? behind, growing ghostly in fog. Pistol fired off. The Grand Portal. A tremendous wave-worn cavern worn through an enormous projecting rock. The portal 100 feet in height, cliff behind 200. We row in, and as we do so, the sun rays partially dart forth into the fog-smoke while, like veritable Phoebus arrows. Oh the color of the lake water [written along the left margin] This Amphitheatre 300 feet high or more. Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: Volume 6, page 62, August 14, 1853 . 14 August 1853. Gunn, Thomas Butler, 1826-1903
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