A Little Slice of da Harbor...: What's that number again?

Thursday, November 13, 2014

What's that number again?

29.5 inches.

That’s the official snow report from Keweenaw County for the last few days. I couldn’t really guess how much it was when it was blowing around here because some areas drifted three feet and some were blown clean to the grass.

29.5 inches is a lot.

29.5 inches on its way

So happy winter! People are frantically trying to dig out of their houses. They are slightly worried because they didn’t get their winter tires put on yet (we still need to order ours!). I don’t think many people were ready for this. Luckily, fingers crossed, we have all our firewood for the winter.

If we don’t, we are going somewhere tropical. Last night Aaron came in the door from the blizzard and said, “That’s it! We’re buying our tickets to Hawaii right now!”

Luckily he got his plow put together yesterday, so he can push that mass of snow around in the driveway. Last year winter started on Thanksgiving Day when we got that 12 inches. We’ll see how all of us yoopers fair this year!

Luckily little Braeden doesn’t even realize what’s going on out there. Babies can’t see that far out the window, let alone understand the change of seasons. Well, maybe he does. He did choose to live in Copper Harbor with us....

Today I got out for a snowshoe. Oh, man was that amazing! I even made a snow angel and watched the snow fall as I laid there enjoying the peace and wondering how I was going to get back up.

Here are some wintery shots of the scenery. Ehem. The winter scenery since it really is winter now.

A nearly frozen bog

Bareberries with a new layer

Looking southwest across Lake Fanny Hooe

A handsome beast in the wonderland

Speaking of beasts, I saw lots of deer tracks on my shoe and also a couple otter slides! The otters must have transferred from Lake Superior to Fanny Hooe. Smart little buggers.

I guess I don't have any events to report at the moment. They could possibly be going on, but I am out of the loop!

I guess it's time to dig out all my winter wear from the basement. Take care!

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Dennis W. MontvilleNovember 26, 2014 at 4:15 PM
Happy Thanksgiving to all of you. Stay warm and be well.
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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.

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Copper Harbor, That is!

Thursday, November 13, 2014

What's that number again?

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