Black ice is captivating.
The harbor is now frozen enough to skate out to the lighthouse.
Kite flying = spring, right?
Last night I had vivid, beautiful dreams of springtime, warm sunshine, thunderstorms, and swimming in the lake.
And then I woke up and the first thing that came to mind was an image of Lake Superior completely frozen over.
Sometimes I think about spring and summer. Swimming in lakes, canoeing, kayaking, camping, laying out under the stars at night on a beach…. It all seems so distant. Like it has always been winter.
A quick stop in Tofte Park to admire the frozen lake.
I had the idea to hike up the Caribou River to the waterfall and back as a simple, easy peasy, quick winter hike. But it didn’t end up being that simple. The SHT parking lot wasn’t plowed so I had to park my car up the road & cross my fingers that nobody would hit it. Nobody had been on the trail or river (I don’t think anyone has been on the river at all this winter) so there wasn’t any trail to follow or packed down snow to walk on. And we have SO MUCH SNOW right now! It’s quite ridiculous. The first step that I took onto the river I went all of the way through. Snow up to my hips and slush/water (thankfully) only to my ankles. So we decided to hike up hill where the trail usually is. Goodness, that snow was deep! Winter hiking, even with snowshoes on can be pretty difficult, as is guessing where the trail is. There were a couple of times where we had to backtrack. At one point while trying to trudge though some deep snow I was feeling a bit frustrated and hoping that Jeremy & Becca weren’t hating me for putting them through this. But we all have a sense of humor and were laughing at our situation and each other quite a bit. We finally found where you turn for the stairs and I ended up skiing on my snowshoes all of the way down the staircase. We paused for a bit and took in the beauty of the giant bowl shaped canyon we were standing in until we got too cold and it was time to warm up by hiking back.
Becca and I exploring the blue ice on Lake Superior.
Snowshoeing the Onion River with Becca. I hadn’t been on this river since July and it’s amazing how different it is in the winter. There is so much snow! At one point I attempted to stand on a fallen tree (with snowshoes on) that is perched horizontally above the river and of course fell. The snow is so deep that it thankfully was a very cushioned and hilarious fall. I couldn’t really get up out of the snow on my own and Becca had to give me a hand (after she was done laughing and taking photos, that is).
One thing I’ll never take for granted: being able to stand out in the middle of the road in my pajamas & a parka to watch an amazing northern lights show…… Or watching them through a window from the comfort of my warm bed (like I am now) with a bonus shooting star thrown in.
Spending part of valentine’s day sharing one of my favorite places with one of my favorite people. I’m lucky to have a friend like Monica. She put up with me even though she’s terrified of falling through ice and was even brave enough to climb up a frozen (but still running) waterfall with me.
I’ve been in love with this ever since my housemate, Nikki gave me a card for Christmas with this on the front. She stated that she wanted to take the otter’s slide with me at some point this winter, which we did on the Kadunce River (it was awesome). So now, I’m finally the owner of a large print of The Trapper’s Daughter & The Otters from Sivertson’s for shooting an event for them last night!