Summer Journeys Cars/vans packed to the gill with luggage and family RVs lumber down the road bicycles on back hanging on for dear life Vast oceans are crossed tiny island are invaded by swarms of tourists Envious? Yes, sometimes wishing I can join Financial burden is my delay But when I stop to ponder and… Continue reading I’ve been everywhere man, well almost
The earliest recollection was at the age of seven, circa 1965, sitting in the back seat of the Pykonen family station wagon our destination the Copper Country in the northwest corner of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula on the Keweenaw Peninsula. To get there we pass Munising, Michigan on the southern shore of Lac Superior and a…… Continue reading Something Tall in Munising
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!
At the north end of the Mackinac Bridge Dad brings the wagon to a stop hands over the $1.50 toll to the keeper, Upper Peninsula here we are! Now above the bridge our troll status is left under it as we leave I-75 connecting with U.S. Route 2 (which begins near Everett, Washington by…… Continue reading Forward to the Hinterland Part 3
It has been one and a half hour since leaving Flint and almost three hours on the road with nine to go when Mom and Dad decide to stop at the rest area near Standish, Michigan. Standish, incorporated the same year that the railroad reached town in 1871, started as a lumber town and sawmills…… Continue reading Forward into the Hinterland Part 2
“Don’t grow up too quickly, lest you forget how much you love the beach.” — Michelle Held My first beach experience occurred in the summer of 1959 at the age of one at McClain State Park on the Keweenaw Peninsula (known as the Copper Country) of Michigan’s Upper Peninsula while visiting relatives during the…… Continue reading BEACHES