Harboring Good Thoughts of Copper Harbor

We discovered that there is plenty to see up in this neck of the woods, so to speak.  So much to see that we drove up to Copper Harbor two days in a row with Ron and Terri.   We toured Ft. Wilkins State Park, tracked down lighthouses, climbed on rocks to get a better view of the lake and enjoyed ourselves immensely. We were glad to have Ron and Terri as our personal guides, and they were happy to have someone to talk to (beside each other).  

One of the stops on our way up there was this huge meter showing the snowfalls for each year.  The record was in the winter of 1978/79 when 390.4 inches of snow fell!  Makes you wonder who in the world stayed up here to keep track of it!  That is over 32 feet of snow.  The arrow points to the snowfall last winter, which was a little over 16 feet.

 On our second day up we stopped to have Ron take our picture by the town (?) of Phoenix.  I don't know if it even qualifies as a village/hamlet/burg since there is only one small store here, a few homes and 2 taverns on down the road.  From the looks of the picture, we are a bit "off-kilter".  About par for the course for us! 

 We drove as far north as we could and found this sign showing this is where U.S. 41 begins.  It ends 1990 miles later in Miami, crossing through 8 states along the way.  The beautiful building below with the  ornate top is the Holy Transfiguration Skete Monastery.  They run small business across the street called The Jam Pot, selling jam and baked goods.  They are also have a green thumb with flowers, as evidenced by the beautiful rose in their garden by the road.                                                            

This picture was taken at the West Bluff Scenic scenic view.  Terri is telling Don something while Ron is content to read the information on the signs.  The last photo shows Copper Harbor on the left and Lake Fannie Hooe on the right.   Almost the entire town of Copper Harbor can be seen through the trees.  We we met a guy here who took off a month to ride his bike around all of Lake Superior.  Better him than us, I say.....