Wednesday, September 3

My Last Post, by Terry


It’s not all about me, my previous entries notwithstanding. A year ago when we circumnavigated Isle Royale accompanied by Ray and Wendy Sharp to keep us safe, although we dearly enjoyed their company, the trip was mostly an immersion in the waters, shores, and islands of Isle Royale. Somehow I think I expected much the same this year. And while we did experience many heart-wrenchingly beautiful days and paddles, this year it was really about the people.

In her posts, Sue Ellen has thanked the people who supported us the entire way so I won’t repeat all your names, although I am very thankful. What struck me was the generosity of friends, some of whom I don’t see all that often, who, when I wrote and asked “Hey, would you put us up?” rose to the occasion and not only gave us wonderfully comfortable beds, hot showers, and places to dry off, but fantastic meals. But even more, the fellowship we encountered made this an extraordinary trip.

And again, it’s not all about me, although we had decided to do this paddle for ourselves, for fun. But after thinking about it a bit, we realized we were taking advantage of three tremendous resources of our home territory that don’t get enough publicity or credit: the Keweenaw Water Trail, the Keweenaw Geoheritage project, and the Keweenaw Land Trust. So although our paddle is over, I would encourage you to check out some of these links:

For the Keweenaw Water Trail: kwta.org 

[Sue Ellen interjecting here:  The Keweenaw Water Trail is such a wonderful --and useful--concept!  We used their map more than any other.  It needs more places for water travelers to camp.  I'm hoping we can do something to promote and improve the water trail.  Anyone have some ideas about this?]

Keweenaw Land Trust:

The following are some of the sites we paddled past that the Keweenaw Land Trust has helped preserve for the pleasure of all:

Keweenaw Geoheritage Project:

And finally here are some of the many geoheritage sites we passed:







And, of course, we want to thank all of you who gave to KLT financially. We’ll be sending out individual thanks.

Coincidentally the number of miles we paddled, 134, (my initial estimate was short, and no, those of you who pledged per mile don’t need to give any more) is just Sue Ellen’s and my combined age. So this may be the last big project for us. But don’t you all get complacent – next year we may be circumnavigating our pond and since it’s not even 100 yards, we’ll be asking for donations in the thousands of dollars per mile.

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Some more Thank Yous

Again, a big thank you to Evan McDonald and Libby Meyer for their accompaniment.  Libby was especially appreciated as we rounded the McLain lighthouse, hitting that big headwind and Libby stayed right with us and kept me calm.  Libby, thank you also for transporting Evan here and there and getting him to us early in the morning.  Evan was most appreciated as we rounded the eastern point of Great Sand Bay and when he supported my decision to take a break off the water!

Thank you to Kate Alvord and Stephanie Mills for walking an hour in the cold and wet to meet us at the North Entry.

Thank you to Pete and Carol Ekstrom for taking us in on that gloomy day, feeding us, hauling us back home, and seeing us off again the next morning.  That pink shirt you were wearing, Carol, felt like a beacon to me.  Thanks to Pete for taking pictures and sending them on.

Thanks to Jeff Flam and Viki Weglarz for coming to meet us (where we hadn't yet arrived) and I'm so glad you had a gorgeous day on the water anyhow!

Thanks to Mark and Cathy Campbell-Olszewski for letting us know we were heading the right direction on the Eagle River beach.

Thanks to Craig and Jeannie and Leah Kurtz and friends for welcoming us into their cottage, giving us beds and breakfast, sharing sunset and sunrise and coffee.

Thanks to Al and Marianne Brokaw for showing us their cozy hideaway cottage.

Great big thank you to Doug and Nancy Sherk, who hadn't planned to see us at all, but when we showed up at their door like wet puppies, they took us in, dried our clothes, fed us, and let us just camp out and use their wifi until we felt safe again.

Thanks to Bill and Nanno Rose for sharing Silver Island and bringing friends along to celebrate our journey, and feeding us, and letting us use the sauna, etc etc.

Thanks to Craig and Sharon and Dave Bach and Allison and Libby and Evan for celebrating with us and feeding us.

Thanks to Dave Carlson for accompanying us on the last leg in his nifty wooden kayak.

Thanks to Sam and Shelby at Keweenaw Adventure Company and Steve Brimm for fussing over us when we arrived in Copper Harbor, and thanks to Captain Don Kilpela for sharing his berry-pickin' stories, if not his berry-pickin' secret spots.  Thanks to Chris Waara at the Harbor Haus for coordinating our send-off party.

Thanks to Keren Tischler for welcoming us home, and to Barb Hardy for blog support.

Day Nine: Rolling in to Copper Harbor


Sunrise on Silver Island, so peaceful and magical.  Due to the generosity of our friends the Roses, we have been allowed to stay here over the years and it never fails to delight and thrill us.

We were packing up in a leisurely way when another paddler arrived and announced he would paddle with us to Copper Harbor!

Dave Carlson from Lake Bailey travels all over the country with his wife and their hand-made wooden kayaks.  This boat is a thing of beauty and he could pick it up so easily.  We set off by 8:30am, getting a send-off from Dave and Allison.

The west wind caught up with us as we neared the end of Agate Harbor and there we could see the huge vein of calcite that runs perpendicular to the shore.  It looks to be about a yard wide, an eerie greenish white line that glows way down under the water--not sure how deep it is right there, but it always seems just a little scary to me.

We love that following wind; it carried us all along that rocky shore, till we passed between the rocks of Hunter's Point and Porter Island, into the still waters of Copper Harbor.


Back to where we started nine days ago.  We unpacked, went and got a thimbleberry icing doughnut and a bilberry crumble from the bakery and fish store, had them with coffee on the dock of the Isle Royale Queen, and then were regaled with stories of berry picking on Copper Island by Captain Don Kilpela.


Home at last!  Chester was happy to see us.  We said hello and went to take naps like the old folks that we are.

This adventure was about more than the Lake, the Island, the water and sky.  It was more than we expected about the people who love the Lake and the Island, who supported us, cheered us on, fed us, told us stories, gave us beds, and were such good friends sharing in the adventure.  

Donors to Keweenaw Land Trust are particularly appreciated; thank you so much!   Stay tuned to hear more about KLT.

I hope to write at least one epilogue posting for this blog, and I invite others to send me their stories of boating on Lake Superior.  Have you used the Keweenaw Water Trail?  Would you like to know more about it?  Okay!  That's all for now, Onward!