Category: Life at Tuscarora Lodge

So Close!

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We are so close to May, yet sometimes it feels oh so far away.  Yes, we did receive 5 inches of snow last night and it is still coming down.  Yes, it has been a long winter.  Despite all that I still can appreciate a good snow storm.  This one dumped the thick, heavy, sticky kind of snow that sticks to every surface and turns the forest into a magical place.

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The temps this morning are in the low 30s.  This wet, heavy snow will melt fast.  Until then, we wait.  And wait.  And wait.  Hang in there!  We will be paddling before you know it!

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Shy Spring

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I’ve been wanting to post something spring-like for a while to give everyone hope and fresh dreams of canoe trips.  Unfortunately, the weather has not been conducive to such pictures.  Spring is coming, I’ve been told, but she is just not very photogenic yet.  Every time I think Spring is popping her shy little head from behind winter’s cloak, BAM, it snows again.  There are signs, yes, but you have to look and listen a little closer.

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Round Lake this morning

The question on everyone’s mind is – when will the ice be out?  I’m hearing reports around the county of ice depths in the 20 – 30 inch range depending on the size of the lake.  Round Lake no longer has a snow blanket and the slush is deep and dark.  Last week was in the 20 degree range which did not help, but this week is suppose to be in the high 50s.  A lot of predictions are flying around, but really, it all depends on the combination of the sun and the rain and the wind— today is sunny, windy and 59 so I have hope for sooner rather than later.

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The Cross River that runs along Round Lake road is running rapidly.  Where the current is strongest, the water is open.  Yesterday we spotted a male common goldeneye duck doing his funny little dance for his lady friend.  The pileated woodpeckers that hang out around camp have been busy drumming and excavating cavities for new nests.  Their piles of wood splinters litter the nasty old snow piles hanging around in the shade.  A pair of ravens are working on a nest in one of our large white pines.   A number of bald eagles have been spotted soaring high above.  Easter morning we heard robins, happy little nuthatches, bald eagles, a Canada goose and all sorts of cheery chickadees singing their spring songs.  It was nice enough to have the windows open through which we heard a pack of wolves who we hope were not perusing the Easter bunny.

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The snow is melting.  Ephemeral waterfalls and creeks are springing up along the roads.  That beautiful music made by dripping water can be heard as it jumps off the roofs.  The beaver pond by the road, filled to the brim, gave up last weekend and washed away part of the road.  A deep, tire grabbing trench cut us off from the world for a day.  A sure sign of spring is when the potholes and road washes start turning up.  The Cook County highway department guys straightened things out in no time.

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The wind has been strong with all these snow squalls roaring through.  Saturday’s storm was strong enough to finally blow over the large white pine struck by lightening last summer.  Once again the Cook County guys came out and cleared the road.  Thanks guys!

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Spring is coming, slowly and shyly, but she is coming.  Hang in there.  We’ll let you know when you can dip your paddles again in Round Lake!

A Tribute to Denali

You know, it has been a huge honor and responsibility to have another being devote her entire life to our family.

This weekend we had a chance to reflect on the life of Denali.

  She was a great woods-companion for Daniel.

She worked-out with Shelby.

She kept Andy company.

 

She was tireless retriever.

And she was my faithful girl.

She was so devoted to figuring out what we wanted her to do, and then doing it.  

This morning, she was especially uncomfortable–but when I asked her to follow me into the vet’s office, of course she did her best to comply.  I whispered into her ear—I thanked her for watching out for us, for being such good company, for her absolute loyalty.

I told her we loved her, and that she was a good dog, the best dog.  And then I said goodbye. She took a chunk of each of our hearts with her, that’s for sure.

Roof Angels

If you haven’t heard already, there is a lot of snow up in the Northwoods this year.  Tons and tons of it – literally.  While beautiful and fun it presents logistical nightmares for those who must keep roads clear and roofs standing.  Tuscarora’s numerous cabins and buildings adds up to a lot of roof surface area to worry about.  As the inches pile up on the shingles, blood pressures rise as well.  Shoveling all those roofs is a lot of hard work but if you don’t do it, the risk a roof that was built sometime in the 1940’s coming down increases with each snowfall.

We have been fortunate this winter to have a collection of longtime Tuscarora friends join us this winter and pitch in with the shoveling.  Thanks everyone!

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There are some benefits from shoveling roofs.  The view is amazing.  It is extremely satisfying to break off a huge chunk of snow just right so it slides off with a whump.  And that huge blank surface of snow is great for making snow angels or should I say roof angels, which is exactly what all those helps are.

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The roofs are safe now from impending collapse which is a great load off the mind (bad pun intended).  All that snow that was on the roofs, is now on the ground in huge heavy piles.  This is not a complaint by any means, just an observation – I can’t see out my office window anymore…

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Wind Whipped Snow

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I wish there was a way to take a picture of the wind to share with you.  You just can’t quite feel the biting way it takes your breath away with a picture.  It has been ferocious ever since the snow stopped falling yesterday afternoon.  All that fresh powder is being whipped around horizontally (and vertically, and in circles).  It ends up piling up in inconvenient places like Cool Whip.  Super heavy Cool Whip that only the pup eats.

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Our little beach area is the worst.  The wind gets started on the far side of the lake and howls its way down the lake scraping up all the snow off the ice and delivering it to Tuscarora.  The plow piles and boat house turn the parking lot into a wind tunnel.  The ground is scoured clean down to the gravel in the middle.  To the sides the snow drifts into dunes worthy of the Sahara.

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Cabin 2 with it’s beautiful lake view gets a face full of snow this time of year.  The drifts are as tall as the front steps.  Behind it there is a pile as tall as the roof way back there in the woods.

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It is hard to tell that there are canoes out in the canoe yard, but they are there.  And the view from the outfitting office is, well, frosted with whipped cream.