Suddenly, a time warp into a land of rugged outcroppings, misty mountains, dense forest, Lake Superior, few people, a sense of sanctuary from noisy city life below the bridge. The roadway mimics this going from the six lanes of I-75 speed to two lanes of slower highway US 2 twisting along the battered shoreline of northern Lake Michigan. Sunlight dances through birch, maple, and White pine trees triggering visions of Menominee and Chippewa Indians, Jesuit priests, trappers, lumber camps, of British expansion, American conquest.
Here we go: Writing The shine and feel of native copper nuggets passing over and between my fingers. Wind rustling leaves The warmth of the sun as it emerges from behind clouds Geography, particular desert. Space exploration Breathing the freshest most vitalizing air on earth The Erie Canal The psychological affect of gardening Physical…… Continue reading What I like or Love, a many splendored thing
“Once you have lived on the land, been a partner with its’ moods, secrets, and seasons you cannot leave. The living land remembers, touching you in unguarded moments saying, ‘I am here, you are part of me,’” from the book The Land Remembers by Ben Logon. Atlantic Mine began as an outcropping of native…… Continue reading Forward to the Hinterland, Part 6 Atlantic Mine
The exciting conclusion to the “Forward to the Hinterland” series is now in the works and will be popping up on blogs world wide shortly. I thank all of you for your patience will this story is being put together!
So here we are in Atlantic Mine at the base of the Keweenaw Peninsula on Michigan’s Upper Peninsula I call The Hinterland a grueling 12-hour drive from St. Clair Shores in southeastern Michigan with six people and luggage crammed into a Chevy station wagon stopping only to relax, refuel the car, and eat. Atlantic Mine…… Continue reading Forward to the Hinterland, Part 5 Up the Keweenaw!
Houghton 99 miles, Yeah! Excitement grows as our destinations Atlantic Mine and The Keweenaw Peninsula are close at hand! Ten miles west of Marquette is the city of Negaunee (derived from the Ojibwa word nigani which means foremost or leading) founded in 1845 with the discovery of iron ore. U.S. 41 passes just north of…… Continue reading Forward to the Hinterland, Part 4