Iced

On my way into work on Monday, Mike called and said that he had heard that a ship was about to come in under the Aerial Lift Bridge.  It was covered in ice from its days on Lake Superior in subzero temperatures.   As I drove, I spotted the Walter J. McCarthy, Jr. still out on the lake just a couple of miles from the bridge.  I made it to work, grabbed my company’s point-and-shoot camera and headed back outside just in time to capture a few photos.  Seeing the guys out on the deck of the ship made me very thankful for my desk job indoors.

Aurora Borealis, Round Two

I learned a few things from my first experience with the northern lights.  Lucky for me, I was able to view them many miles from the nearest city the very next evening.  There were fewer clouds and I was better prepared with my camera gear.  The lights weren’t as intense as I had hoped, but still worth the wait in the dark.

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In order to have an open view to the north, Mike and I left the cabin that faces south and walked down a dirt road in the darkness to a small pond. We watched the northern lights together, but after they began to fade, he decided to walk back to the cabin and get some sleep.  I opted to wait and see if they would pick up again.  After several minutes, I heard a huge “kersplash” in the pond next to me.  It was followed by another large splash.  As amazing as the aurora was, I quickly gathered my equipment and walked briskly back to the cabin.  Perhaps just deer in the pond?  I will never know and it may be best to keep it that way.