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 Western Harbor: A view of life aboard
the “boats,” the great ships that transit the
Great Lakes forming the backbone of water-borne
commerce throughout the region. In many ways
they are a world unto themselves, both a lifestyle
and a vocation.Lighthouse: Prior to
automation, lighthouses were staffed Keepers
who were responsible to keep the light
burning, guiding ships in dangerous waters,
warning them of shoals, shores, and narrow
passages. Life appears romantic in
retrospect, but may have been a bit lonely,
especially offshore.Back
in the Apostles: I
did receive the postcard, “It’s not the Apostles,
but I’m in the Bahamas.” Friends can be
loyal. This is a fanciful trip back to the
“tropical end” of Lake Superior. It helps if
it’s July.Back to Another Day: It’s the place
where I grew up. We all grew up somewhere,
and too many of us had to leave to find their
dreams, their career. That doesn’t mean we
don’t miss the place, or wouldn’t come back if we
had a way.Sail In November: This time of
year, recreation is over. Water borne
traffic is serious business, and so is the weather
on the Lake. It plays for keeps.Hills
of Stone: Sometimes our priorities
lead us to recognize the choices we will make, be
it place, or person, or both. Silver Islet: A seemingly
unremarkable island in a beautiful location; an
incredible story. The richest silver mine in
the world – in Canada – in the lake – underground
– in the 1800’s.William A. Irvin: In a season when
most older ships were being cut for scrap, this
ship was chosen to tell their story. With a
name, a personality, and a lot of TLC, we hear the
echoes of encouragement from all the others. |
Lake Superior: Written as a theme for
the magazine of the same name, it is a celebration
of our shared love the Lake, the regionThe Sinking of the
Charles M. Beeghley: Usually the
stories of shipwrecks are tales of tragedy, loss
of life, and an ominous warning of the weather and
waters we sail. The Captain, a gentleman
with an exemplary record, had two bad days, but in
both instances prevented tragedy, losing neither
life nor ship. If such things must occur,
how much better it might be if done out of the
way, and out of the sight of others.Hills of My Home: When it’s the
middle of winter, in a snowstorm, or if you have
to walk only a few blocks, sometimes the hills are
seen in a less romantic light. When you
clamber to the top of one of them and view the
harbor and out into the Lake, well, they look
pretty good from there.Port of Call: In terms of
tonnage, this harbor on the inland sea has been
one of the largest seaports in the nation.
But, in a boom and bust cycle, sometimes things
boom, and sometimes they don’t.Dance Across the
Moonlight:
If you’ve ever stood on the shore, or better
still, been on the water when the moon is big and
shining just right, you are surrounded by a sea of
jewels winking in every direction. God’s
Pocket, the name of the boat, is a nice place to
be.Manitou: The name of the Spirit,
of places held holy, and usually beautiful to see. History here is much
older than most of the tales we tellWhy Do You Want to Get
in There:
Captain Barker was asked this question more than
once as he made his way across the Great Lakes
dredging the passageways that created a shipping
link through the Great Lakes. When he made
it here, he had done it all, and here he settled.Looking for Gold:
Natural resources have been the mainstay of our
economy, and will continue to be for years to
come. Many of us who live here, and many
who visit, find that some of the most endearing
resources are those that are right before our
eyes: in the forests, the lakes, the rivers, and
the outdoor lifestyle they provide. |
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