Join us as we investigate a murder. Ok, I know dinner theater doesn’t qualify as an ‘adventure,’ but for my birthday, I wanted to get a taste of solving a case. For years I’ve watched crime shows with interest. Chuck willingly modifies many things for me! On this October night, […]
Monthly Archives: November 2022
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The Fire Following a wet spring in 1908, the summer in eastern side of northern Michigan’s lower peninsula had been dry. On October 15th rampant winds caused a random spark to start a tragic fire. The blaze had started in Millersburg and grew quickly. The flames burnt northward for 31 […]
“Hey, let’s go for lunch in Ada. Shopping, too!” Chuck’s eyebrows danced knowing how I like to eat and shop. “We can take Loki! It will be a trial excursion for our trip down the Mississippi.” Loki is our new freighter canoe. “We can put him in at the fair […]
“Do we just wait in line here?” I asked the preteen Cree girl and her friend as they watched our convoy maneuver slowly for the approaching ferry. “You have to do it backwards.” She said with the authority of a dock supervisor. “Thanks!” I exclaimed, relieved to have some understanding […]
Thump-thump…clank. Every few seconds we would hit a full width trough in the payment and the Jeep would jump, followed by the tinkle of metal objects – coins, a spoon, tent stake – somewhere in the vehicle. On occasion an object would slide off its perch and dive gracefully into […]
We had just arrived at Longue Pointe, the northern terminus of any road in eastern North America. The point serves as a launch for hunting and fishing parties of the nearby villages. As we maneuvered our vehicles into our makeshift campsites overlooking the water, the low thrum of an engine […]
We sat in the huge white tent and the milky light faded as evening settled. The tent was big enough for a circus. It had bleachers surrounding a huge plywood dance floor. At one end was a stage with an older, energetic Cree woman announcing, in Cree, the goings on. […]
Cape Jones Expedition
I was still a little bleary eyed as I crawled out of the back of my Jeep. Our camp, on the shore of Longue Pointe, was still quiet. We were a lonely arrangement of Jeeps on the rocks above the receding morning tide. A few of the team were just […]