A Little Slice of da Harbor...: Color Report!!!

Friday, September 26, 2014

Color Report!!!

Okay, so when I was younger, I used to never want to admit that I was wrong. Well, I learned that honesty out-weighs pride, so let me admit this:

I WAS WRONG! THE COLORS ARE AMAZING, AND YOU HAVE TO GET UP HERE RIGHT NOW TO SEE THEM!!!

Whew. That felt good.

Here are a couple teasers for you if you can't make it, or to light a fire under your bum to make the drive.

Colors at Lake Manganese

More of the above

So I drove to Houghton yesterday. I was unsuspecting of the color change as I endured the tunnel of trees. Holy eye orgasm, Batman. It was like a time warp back through the 80's. The hot pink, electric tangerine, neon yellow and florescent magenta were about all I could handle without a sensory overload.

Plus, these colors just surround you. It's not like a spot here or there.

Now you're going to drive through Houghton and up most of the Covered Stretch and be all, "Amanda. We didn't see any neon explosions like you said." Well, it's all in that last 10 miles, friend. So worth it.

The Houghton area is more of a royal theme. Gold, crimson, plum, ruby and copper. Still beautimous in its own right.

But here's one thing you are lucky about. I brought a recording device with me on the drive just in case. So I even have a video for you.

CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE COVERED STRETCH VIDEO

Okay, that's my good deed for the day. What will yours be?

3 comments:

AnonymousSeptember 26, 2014 at 8:58 PM
Thanks Amanda !! We're on our way, and seems like perfect timing. Not sure what my good deed will be. Maybe stop by Jason's and get some Stone Ship Stout . .
John
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AnonymousSeptember 26, 2014 at 11:52 PM
OK, no need to make the 500 mile drive up now. Thx.
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AmandaOctober 1, 2014 at 6:42 PM
I like your enthusiasm, John!
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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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