My World and Welcome to It #4 Michigan Steams Again

I'm still in the UP of Michigan. I have friends there, and love the area.

Author's Note. I know, I brutalized the words from Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot. Seemed appropriate at the time.

Sometimes I know exactly where I am going. In that case it’s easy, pick a route and go.

More often I have an idea where I’d like to end up, and generally speaking a direction to go.

Once in a while I just follow the front wheel and see where it takes me.

Connie Loaded

This picture is taken at a friends place. He is probably 25 miles from Lake Superior, and all the timber there is second and even third growth. Giant trees were once harvested here for lumber and ship masts.

The red bag on the top of that stack is a waterproof divers bag that contains my kitchen. Everything I need to cook and care for myself is in that bag.

Lake Superior near Marquette Michigan

I was actually headed west, but in one of my very common short cuts I headed all most due east to see Whitefish Bay. From the song, "... the searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay if they'd put 15 more miles behind 'em..."

It's gorgeous country, much of it forested heavily. It's not too hard to imagine what it looked like in the days when it took 10 good men two days to down a giant in the Nort' Woods.

Tree Slide

This is a place where the loggers slid trees down over the bank to the lake below. Single trees that they had limbed and cleaned. Look at the size. That is three adults standing comfortably side by side in the smallest part of the V from sliding a tree down.

In this image you can see the funnel that led to the slide. Pretty impressive hole in the sand.

I'm going to leave the UP of Michigan with this last view of the tundra that borders much of the north edge of Lake Michigan. And some more of Gordon Lightfoot's words
" All that remains are the faces and names of the wives and the sons and the daughters"

Searchers have found the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. They are pretty convinced that the boat broke deep into a trough and snapped the bow clean off. It went down so fast that they literally did not have time to even activate an emergency beacon.

All the words in bold print are from the song "Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" by Gordon Lightfoot.

All words and photographs in this post are mine. For better or worse

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