Drew Johnson isn’t a fan of cold weather.
Given his geographic location in northeastern Minnesota, this presents a problem. Opting not to sulk through the winter months, Johnson took the matter into his own hands. So he bought a lizard. And then a snake. And then an enormous frog he named Zigi.
No names. This story isn’t about the people. It’s about the history and connection that modern man has with ice. It’s about the science and technology used to harvest the ice, and it’s about the purpose for pulling the ice.
Hoary redpolls and boreal chickadees can sometimes be spotted among their more common cousins
They descended on my bird feeders like a blizzard, fluttering from perch to branch, from feeder to ground. As if driven by hunger, some fluttered violently over occupied perches, trying to drive off those that were
HAMM’S BEER ADVERTISING ON THE GUNFLINT TRAIL
The Gunflint Trail near Grand Marais has long been renowned for its rugged, pine-filled forests and pristine lakes. People travel the world over to hunt, to fish, or to paddle the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness. The
We Northlanders are a hardy bunch, and so are the critters that share our region. I’m sure we all have friends and relatives that live in warmer climes who remark that they don’t know why we live here.
We live here because we love it, love the bright starkness of a snowy winter scene, the incredible
“Pulling this cord de-powers the kite,” explained somebody or other.
I wasn’t paying attention. Sure, I was listening, and my eyes were trained obediently on the mass of cords that extended out to the deflated five-meter kite. But my focus was on the fact that, as soon as this