The frigid shore of Lake Superior is a foreboding and bone chilling sight. Photoman, Joey Wallis, and I shivered in our warm rental car as we drove along the daunting coastline out of Marquette on Michigan's Upper Peninsula. Our destination, the Keewenaw Peninsula, which juts off of the U.P. northshore out into the middle of Lake Superior. The Keewenaw is home to the Midwest Telefest. Downwind Sports hosts the thirty-plus year old annual event. Telemark skiers emerge from all over the Midwest to make their way to the frigid shoreline each winter. They come in search of the camaraderie of the telemark turn deep in the woods of the north country. Telemark skiers have a sense of community all their own, and this event is a shinning example of it amidst the dark blue waters of Lake Superior in winter. The temperatures may be bitter cold, but the atmosphere around this event is as warm and inviting as homemade apple pie on the window sill in summer. I came to this event a few years back, and I was elated to receive the assignment to go back again.
^I snapped this cellphone shot of Joey braving the wind chill to capture the winter landscape views of the Lake Superior shoreline.
photo: Wallis ^This is what he captured. Mysteriously beautiful. |
^The crisp cold nature of the big lake was only countered by the warmth of friends sharing beers and stories in a quant cabin nestled in the shadow of Mount Bohemia. Just as the last time I was here, the good terrain is only eclipsed by even greater people. Joey and I were pleased to be greeted that first night by many of the same friendly faces we met two years ago.
^Joey sharing one such story over an icy cold beer the first night…
photo: Wallis ^…followed by me jumping over an icy cold creek the next morning... |
photo: Wallis ^…and an icefall rock at Mount Bohemia. |
^Ullr, the snow god, graced our weekend with some snowy abundance. Big thanks to Bob for bringing me this good luck charm and some snow. Like I said, great people.
photo: Wallis ^Some new snow means fresh turns in the trees… |
photo: Wallis ^… smiling faces… |
photo: Wallis ^…and plush root ball powder. |
photo: Wallis ^Descending through the tight forrest of Mount Bohemia's "Outer Limits"… |
photo: Wallis ^…to a party bus pick up. Complete with a party crowd of rowdy telemark rippers. |
photo: Wallis ^Tony from Duluth, Minnesota showed us the way through the maze of endless glades of prime timber country ripe with a fresh dusting of cold lake effect snow. |
photo: Wallis ^Meanwhile, Zoey showed us how the ladies of Duluth get after the powder. |
^All the activity and excitement of the day gave way to a big celebration on Saturday night. These two little festival goers had front row dance floor spots for the live music from "Frank and Da Beans". Two tiny dancers gave way to many more, and the party raged on into the late hours. Spirits were as high as a Lake Superior lighthouse, and our collective light shined brightly through the night.
photo: Wallis ^So I jumped right in… |
photo: Wallis ^…and gobbled up as much of that cold Midwest powder as I could. Yum, yum, yum. |