It was only a few short years ago when the sights and sounds of bustling twentieth century summer life in Walloon Lake Village had faded to a distant memory. Time and consecutive years of declining tourism had all but muffled the vibrant melody of the Grand Rapids and Indiana Railroad transporting eager guests from the sweltering heat to a northern destination escape that had once been the playground of literary icon Ernest Hemingway.
Original text by: R.J. Weick
Photos courtesy Walloon Hotel
