The path leads you alongside a gorge carved out by the seemingly endless flow of water as it makes its way to Lake Superior. As you hike deeper into the woods beneath the tall pines you begin to lose yourself. Then you hear the sound of falling water, you make your way to the water’s edge and feel the cool mist on your face. And farther up another waterfall, this one spilt in two by rhyolite rock. Half of the water continues its journey to the lake while the other half disappears forever lost. While you sip your Devil’s Kettle IPA you may taste a subtle hint of pine and you might just find yourself wondering where half of it went just like the water that flows into the Devil’s Kettle.