A Little Slice of da Harbor...: Shredding at Bohemia

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Shredding at Bohemia

It's been dumping the last two days. Dumping. They even called off school yesterday. Just when I hoped spring was here. A sure jinx. Well, back to shoveling!

Last week I went to Bohemia on Thursday. It wasn't the greatest conditions, but I was jonesing for some snowboarding. I went by myself, but ended up meeting a new lady friend. Don't meet many of those in da Keweenaw!

Here is a video of the days events, all crammed in under four minutes. Turn it up. This one is for you, Michael!

A day of snowboarding at Mount Bohemia

The following weekend was Bohemia's Mardi Gras celebration. Since it involves lots of drunken dudes, I try not to partake. I don't need beads that bad, you know?

Yesterday I went up to the nose of Brockway to take some footage for you. That will be one for next time, so stay tuned!

But now the snow is awesome, and I'm going to hit up Bohemes tomorrow. Aaron said it's epic and I don't want to miss out. Let it snow, I guess!

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MichaelMarch 13, 2013 at 10:52 AM
Hey Amanda, I absolutely loved the video!.. along with the running commentary. You're quite accomplished on the board, as well as with video editing. I especially enjoyed the Hidden Valley sequence as you follow your shadow down the mountain.. great stuff. Hope to see more creative use of your helmetCam. Thanks for the ride!
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AmandaMarch 14, 2013 at 12:24 PM
Glad you noticed the shadow in Haunted Valley. I didn't see it until I watched it!
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AnonymousMarch 15, 2013 at 9:58 AM
Never did anything like this but really enjoyed riding along with you. Enjoy all that you share with us.
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UnknownMarch 28, 2013 at 3:49 PM
That was such a fun day!!!! Thanks for being such a great guide! :)
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Unofficial Overview from a Resident's Point of View

“If you’ve never been there, you wouldn’t understand” is a quote printed above an outlined picture of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula on a t-shirt sold in gift shops in the area. Some people cock their heads in bewilderment of what this could mean. Well, if you’ve never been there (to da U.P.), then you wouldn’t understand.

It’s simple really. Where are you guaranteed to see more trees than people on any drive or walk? Where can you sit in a bar in April and know everybody’s name? Where can you wear flannel and Carharts anytime of the year without a flinch from a passerby? Where can you end most of your sentence with the colloquialism eh, eh? Where can you go to truly get away from the civilized world? If you answered “da U.P.” to all of these questions, why, you must have been there.

Michigan’s Upper Peninsula makes up one third of the state’s land mass, but only 3% of its entire population. It’s no wonder the average number of people per square mile is 19.3. Nineteen people per square mile! Its lack of inhabitants combined with a plethora of wilderness, unique geographical features and an abundance of water is a big part of what makes the U.P. so unique. In fact, it was included in the Sherman Travel worldwide “Top 10 Places to Go in 2005."

And unique in itself, at the most northern tip in the Keweenaw Peninsula sits the little village of Copper Harbor. “Tops in Michigan,” “the beginning of the road” and quite frankly, the hardest place to leave once your soul has found its peace. It’s the least visited and most revisited place in America. Returning visitors make an appearance at least once a year, no matter what gas prices are. And when they’re back at home, they dream of their next visit to the end of the world.

Why would people want to return to a place where their cell phones don’t work and they can’t get a Big Mac for at least 54 miles? Once you drive through the one and only blinking stop light in town, you are 99% guaranteed not to see any authorities. The town can take care of itself for the most part, and people respect each other and each other’s property.

To the local residents and the handfuls of returning tourists (of which some have been adopted), Copper Harbor is the only place where they can be themselves -- completely and shamelessly (at least until the next morning). Fashion does not exist, but comfort is a must. Possessions mean nothing, but attitude means the world. Loitering is encouraged, and talk is ceaseless. Fresh air is plentiful, and serenity is down the block on Lake Superior’s shore. Ahhh.

Only 90 people can bear to live there year-round (good thing because the post office only has 130 mailboxes), but the population peaks around 250 in the busy summer months when people reopen their business or their summer home.

Copper Harbor and the rest of the Keweenaw Peninsula average 270 inches of snow each season. Whether it falls consistently throughout the winter or all in one dump, it’s guaranteed to fall if it isn’t drilling sideways. Only four businesses stay open through these long months because sometimes, there’s just nobody there.

U.S. Highway 41, which runs all the way to Miami, Florida, begins in Copper Harbor, and yes, it gets plowed the whole way up. A half mile north, six miles east and five miles south of this landmark puts you in magical Lake Superior. I know it’s magical because I’ve caught myself and many other people staring, mesmerized by its pure vastness, undulations and crashing waves.

When you can enjoy every breath of Lake Superior air, wear clothing soley for funtion and not mind seeing the same people day after day after day after day, then, my friend, then, you’ll understand.

A Little Slice of da Harbor...

Copper Harbor, That is!

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Shredding at Bohemia

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