Since I’ve already posted nearly 2,000 words about our UP trip, I’m going to wrap it up here, mostly in pictures.
Saturday we made our best attempts to see the lighthouses at the tip of the Keweenaw Peninsula. We had decided that we would not be adventuring, but would take photos from the car. We shoulda known better. Our very first stop we decided it would be a great idea to scramble out on the massive mountains/shelf of ice on Lake Superior. We were in no danger of falling into the lake. Which is not to say we were in no danger of falling.
Once we arrived in Eagle Harbor, I gave in and put the snowpants back on. No use pretending. Tony stayed back like a sensible person. I however, ventured out and up onto the blue ice aiming for a unique winter perspective on the lighthouse. Anyone have a guess why only part of it is painted white?
Pleased with our success in Eagle Harbor, we looked forward to seeing the Copper Harbor Lighthouse…which we did, but from a distance. Whatever road actually goes over there was unmarked and completely buried in snow. Much like many of the roads in the UP. Or here for that matter. (A nearby town has had over a foot of snow in the last twenty-four hours and could get that much more by tomorrow night!)
The roads down to McClain State Park were clear though – by our standards – so we went there for sunset. We shuffled along the deep snow covering the park’s lakeside road, wishing for our snowshoes. When it became evident that the night was going to arrive sneakily, with no sunset celebration, we headed “home,” and paid our karma forward. On a complete whim we drove down a road from which a sign had indicated we would be able to see Isle Royale. As we neared the bottom we spotted a truck angled oddly into the snow bank. They didn’t have a shovel and neither did we, but with three pushers and one driver, we happily got them unstuck. I gotta say – it was gratifying to be able to help when we had so recently been in their figurative shoes.
We spent the better part of Sunday driving back south. A few stops for photos, and a stop in Escanaba for coffee (and toasted marshmallow coffee syrup!). We had a good trip, but as always, we were glad to be home. I think it’s that way for everyone. What do you think?
Hmm. Looks like I failed that being brief thing. Maybe next time 😉