The North Shore: Gary Udstrand

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Guidance

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Mon, 28 Jun 2010 05:00:47 GMT

]]>Eyes on many a ship had turned towards the beacon on Split Rock for guidance. Today its watchful eye is no longer needed by the ships of Lake Superior, instead it stands as a reminder of days, and ships, past.

Reach

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Fri, 19 Nov 2010 22:15:50 GMT

]]>The long fingers of ancient rock reached across the lake as if to point to the distant shore. My feet would carry me to the waters edge rewarding me with the reflections of my surroundings.

Wind Swept

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Tue, 15 Mar 2011 17:37:30 GMT

]]>Sails swept full push the sail boat across Lake Superior toward an adventure yet to be discovered.

Superior Church

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Wed, 06 Apr 2011 18:32:42 GMT

]]>The French River Lutheran Church sits just a short hop from Lake Superior.

Shining Sea

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Wed, 20 Apr 2011 22:37:37 GMT

]]>Moonlight dances off the tranquil ripples of Lake Superor.

The Shore in shades of gray

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Wed, 20 Apr 2011 22:41:42 GMT

]]>The calm water of Superior belies its great power, witnessed in the transition of great chunks of rock into mere pebbles and stones.

Watch

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Tue, 17 May 2011 06:33:41 GMT

]]>The outer marker of the pier faces the vast expanse of Lake Superior and welcomes the travelers of its waves.

Watch

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Tue, 17 May 2011 06:33:57 GMT

]]>The outer marker of the pier faces the vast expanse of Lake Superior and welcomes the travelers of its waves.

Arrival

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Tue, 17 May 2011 06:34:15 GMT

]]>The early morning storm slowly breaks on the horizon, in the distance a ship steamtowards port and the promise of a better day.

Painted Falls

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Fri, 24 Jun 2011 17:10:20 GMT

]]>The High Falls on the Baptism River.

Lighthouse Past

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Fri, 24 Jun 2011 17:11:59 GMT

]]>Splitrock lighthouse stands along the North Shore of Lake Superior.

Boys of Summer

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Fri, 24 Jun 2011 17:12:30 GMT

]]>The sound of the waves crashing on the shore are all that is needed to start the boys racing towards the waters edge, eager to start another adventure.

Morning Light

gary.udstrand@twigsandtracks.com (Gary Udstrand) — Thu, 08 Mar 2012 23:05:50 GMT

]]>An early spring trip to the shore found the Great Lake mostly devoid of ice and activity. The hue of he sky reflected on the waters surface, broken only by a stray piece of ice here and there. As though a nod to the rising sun the beacons cast the last of their light to welcome the day. The morning, strangely warm but expectedly calm, was ushered along by a warm breeze like a spring kiss. The clouds covered the skies and let through only light with shades of blue. Slowly the blue was replaced with the Gray of the clouds but for now a splash of color entertained the senses.