Don’t let me down, don’t let me down / Don’t let me down, don’t let me down
Nobody ever loved me like she does / Oh, she does, yeah, she does
And if somebody loved me like she do me / Oh, she do me, yes, she does - Beatles
Now, she said they were a Valentine’s Day gift. Of course, I think she was really just tired of watching me break snowshoes. Or she was tired of hearing me whinge on about it while I was limping along behind her like zombie extra from the Walking Dead.. But I mean, Really!?!??! I’ve broken 3 pairs this season!! That is total B.S. Or maybe she was feeling guilty because she was sporting her new MSR Lightning Axis snowshoes while I snapping bargain basement shoes like pretzels in her wake.
A funny thing happened on the way to the boneyard.. I’ve reached that age where I’ve blended with all that vintage stuff I used to like. You know, when your young and you like old music, movies, whatever, you’re either a nerd or a hipster. But when enough time passes.. younger people just assume you were around back then. The irony is lost..
I’ve reached that age, that when I disagree with some modern bourgeois, cultural vibe, I’m just a cranky old guy shouting “Get off my lawn sister!” I haven’t the heart to tell those young folks that using clichés’ and age bias to dismiss the opinions of older people shows them to be exactly what they’re railing against.
I’ve also reached that age that when I start formulating a blog I’d like to write, I get bored and suddenly feel the urge to just get outside… which reminds me of this blog that the love of my life just posted…
The 508 acre Estivant Pines Wilderness Sanctuary is one of the last islands of virgin white pine forest in the midwest. For most of us, we have no clue what that looks like any longer. The forests we see today are mostly second-growth since the big logging booms of the past. In fact, if it were not for the Michigan Nature Association and caring locals, even this small island of towering pines would not exist at all. Continue reading
Paddling Bete Grise was quite a surprise. Being on the more protected eastern coast of Michigan’s Keeweenaw Peninsula, I had expected more sandy, softened shorelines. What a surprise when we found amazingly tall cliffs, weathered rocks, arches and even a sea stack (Lake Stack?)! Continue reading
The true “Wisconsin Dells” are an amazing natural wonder lost in the shadows of an enormous cash cow. While it’s not hard to believe that at one time the towering sandstone cliffs on the Wisconsin river were the main attraction of Wisconsin Dells, it still amazes me that these days they’ve almost been forgotten, relegated to a logo on a website or image on some bit of kitsch sold to tourists at a gift shop. Continue reading
Bloody Hell!! I’m not even going to tell you where this trail is for your own safety! Well, you can look it up if you like. It’s the Michigan Audubon Society’s Lake Bailey Sanctuary on the Keeweenaw peninsula where you can explore 405 acres of Blair Witchin’ good fun! No kidding! Have a look at the picture above.. this IS the trail. The trick is to follow the yellow triangles… yeah…whatever, Yer bear food… Continue reading
When you travel to Lake Superior in late September, you never know what you’re going to get. Lucky for us, we had a big high pressure system rolling over which kept the skies blue and the air warm during our visit. After a night’s rest in our cabin at the Bella Vista (with the baby blue 1950′s refrigerator), we were ready for our first day on the water. We launched out past the Isle Royal ferry, through a small gap between Hunter’s Point and Porter’s Island and turned west along the rocky Lake Superior coastline to see what we could see. Continue reading