In this time of isolation, let me take you back once again, to this date exactly seven years ago. We were spending the summer at our cabin in northern Minnesota as usual, but we made an excursion to another favorite place, the town of Grand Marais, 111 miles north of Duluth, which lies at the tip of the nose of the wolf’s-head structure of Lake Superior. It was early afternoon and a lovely fog lay suspended over the calm harbor. A restored sailing vessel, the Hjørdis, was out beyond the jetty, providing a unique perspective of the shore to its passengers and, viewed from the shore, it seemed to float in its own microcosm of serenity, suspended above the natural world. Some day we’ll take that ride as well.
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The vessel does look like it is floating and gliding silently on clouds. Beautiful, calming and magical.
The only sound was the plaintive calling of the gulls. It was a day to remember. Thanks, Pete.
It certainly was. The fog density was just right.
As soon as I saw the picture I indeed got the impression that the ship was floating in the air rather than in the water.
Isn’t that cool? They should advertise it as a magical mystical tour.
On our trip to Paris in the late 1990s, one day we went to a part of the city called the Marais. The word means ‘marsh’ or ‘swamp,’ so that’s what that land must once have been. It was in Le Marais that we ate at l’As du Fallafel, which is to say Falafel Ace:
https://www.yelp.com/biz/l-as-du-fallafel-paris. I suspect Grand Marais, Minnesota, isn’t known for its falafel.
Consider your suspicion confirmed, Steve. I did a Google search for falafel (both with single- and double-l) in Grand Marais, with no success. Now if you were in the mood for some lutefisk, you’d be in seventh (albeit marshy) heaven.
What a fine ship: gaff-rigged, with tanbark sails! Both are rare around here (rare everywhere, actually — at least in the US) and it certainly adds to the evocative nature of your photo. I’m quite taken with the shrub in the rocks, too. It’s just the right touch to add even more interest to the image.
I’m impressed that you knew that it’s gaff-rigged–you’re quite right. Here’s a little more info about the ship: https://northhouse.org/programs/daily-sailing. And I totally agree with you about the shrub on the jetty. I also am particularly fond of the fine lichen crop.
Wonderful image, full of interest and subtle colour. :)
It was a wonderful day, and the conditions were ideal. Love it when this happens.
So right. Sometimes it all comes together just when you want it to.
Ooh, yes – it really does look ghostly! Nice atmospheric shot. I recognise the name of Duluth – the town in the middle of nowhere featured in the movie and the tv shows of Fargo.
Duluth is not in the middle of nowhere, and is one of my very favorite places. Fargo, just across the Red River that forms the boundary between Minnesota and North Dakota, is in the middle of nowhere. (Our cabin is roughly halfway between the two.) But, anyway, I’m happy that you too like the atmosphere at play on that great, gray day in Grand Marais.
That must have been a thrill, seeing the sailing ship in the fog like that.
I’ve often wondered what they do when the fog suddenly gets much thicker; I imagine they keep a very close eye on it.
That’s great image and likewise for the memory. Ships in fog. I once had the chance to guide a sailboat in the fog. Compasses are life savers.
I can well believe it. I imagine that the GPS capabilities available now are as well.
I only did it the one time. The lady and I went our not terribly separate ways (I’ve always stayed friends with exes) and although her folks liked me I let that be as well. Yes, GPS would be even easier I would think…provided you left a pin before sailing.