I might’ve missed the museum tucked back away from the road if it wasn’t for the absolutely huge Paul Bunyan statues by the side of the highway.
Honestly, the giant Paul Bunyan was the coolest part of this entire stop. The museum was focused primarily on the history and residents of Akeley and had little information regarding Paul Bunyan or his blue ox.
The museum itself was a bit disorganized, and most of the donations to it seemed to be jammed in somewhere, or somebody at the time thought they might fit.
Of course, there were some interesting pieces.
And there were a couple of things about Paul Bunyan.
