Showing posts with label St. Mary's River. Show all posts
Showing posts with label St. Mary's River. Show all posts

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Herring Fishing in Michigan's Upper Peninsula's Waterways


It's that time of the year again to chase the herring. One of my favorite things about the UP is fishing.


And at this spot we were fortunate to see a freighter get loaded with limestone.



We caught some pretty nice ones and a few whitefish and menominee too. 


We either clean them at home, or go to a fish cleaning station in the quaint town of DeTour. (And yes, I help Steve clean them.) 

Then we grill/bake/fry some up for supper, or I brine them overnight and Steve smokes them, or I can them in pint jars which is so yummy to have in the house for quick fish dips or herring patties. This time I'm going to try to pickle them. 

Anyone out there in the blogosphere land have a great pickled herring recipe?

Have a great week everyone!
~Debi





Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Lake Superior Beachin'


This past weekend was a spectacular summer weather weekend, so we took a ride to a Lake Superior beach. There was barely a breeze but the temperature was just right. We didn't do any kayaking or swimming or even wading because:

1. I'm a sissy and the water was too cold.

2. Steve cut his thumb on a table saw last week.


So we stayed bottom side down in our camo chairs and watched the dogs, birds, freighters, Canadian turbine windmills, and even got out of our camo chairs once or twice and went for a walk on the beach in search of driftwood per our taxidermy's request. He's in the process of mounting some fish for us.







The dogs must think this is the world's largest water dish.



A few beach flowers.


In search of driftwood.


The mouth of the St. Mary's River. Michigan is to the right. Canada is to the left.



Footprints and pawprints in the sand.


Just passing by..


A freighter in the haze.


Canada in the distance


I love summer!

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Cook Us Up a Little Catfish Dinner...


The tamaracks are sporting their golden gowns.



But the weather has been anything but golden.
So much rain and so much water everywhere.
(We have a pond in our front yard. Wouldn't be surprised to see a duck land.)
This is our road to the mailbox.


Before the downpours, Steve was able to clean up 
a LOT of brush on our property down by the river...


...and across from the log cabin. Much easier walking!


The dogs are happy for new area to explore.


We've been staying at the log cabin quite a bit, getting things ready for firearm deer season.


Now, what's with the catfish, Debi?

This past summer, we took Two-Buck Duck out on the St. Mary's River by the Rock Cut.
After 2 1/2 hours of nothing, the catfish began to bite.
Whhhaaaaaat?
We had never caught these guys before and didn't know if they were good eatin' or not.
We kept three and put one back.
We'd give it a try, we said to each other with wrinkled noses.
As you can tell from our expressions, we weren't too thrilled.
Watch those stingers!
(But they sure were fun to catch!)



But whoever we told the catfish story to, said we were crazy to throw any back.
Don't cha know freshwater river catfish are good!

Soooo, with the dreary Fall we've been having, 
I took advantage of having to stay indoors by experimenting with new fish recipes. 

I cooked us up a little catfish dinner the other night.


I dipped these fillets in egg and dredged them through a seasoned coating, then fried the fillets in oil until golden brown.
Yum.


With the other half I made Catfish Parmesan and put it in the oven.
Double Yum.


Oh. My. Goodness.
Either way, those catfish were good!
Can't wait for next summer!


Our oldest son was home downstate last week 
and took this beautiful Fall picture and sent it to me.
It sure looks better than our muddy road!
How gorgeous!

Friday, June 7, 2013

Gone Fishing, Up A Tree, and Mr. Quills Was Back...


Steve received a phone call from a friend from church this past Monday asking him if he would be interested in filling a fourth spot in a boat the next day and go fishing on the St. Mary's River and out the mouth onto Lake Huron by DeTour Reef Lighthouse. 
He caught this beautiful Laker! 
We soaked a cedar plank in water overnight, seasoned the fish with Tones Lemon Pepper (Sam's Club) and Penzeys 4/S Seasoned Salt and Penzeys BBQ 3000 spice. Penzeys is my favorite spice store. They have every spice you could possibly imagine. You can check out the location of their stores on their website www.penzeys.com. Along with spices to order, their website offers recipes and an opportunity to sign up for their free catalog. DO IT! Every season they send a catalog filled to the brim with spices and recipes and a coupon on the front for a free spice of the month. Sometimes they require you to purchase something, and sometimes you don't have to purchase anything at all.

Back to the fish...
With water bottle in hand, Steve grilled the big boy for 30 minutes. He had to put out a few fires as you can see on the left. When the fish flaked nicely, we sat at the picnic table and ate our dinner of fish and chips - the chips were red potatoes I washed then sliced lengthwise into french fry strips, put them on a foiled-lined greased baking sheet, sprayed the potato strips with butter flavored Pam, sprinkled with sea salt and Tones Rosemary Garlic seasoning (Sam's Club), then put the pan in a preheated 400 degree oven for 45 minutes, turning occasionally. They get nice and brown. I then turned the oven down to 375 degrees until the fish was ready. We dipped them in either sour creme or ketchup.
Yum!
We dipped our fish in nothing.
We both decided it was one of THE best grilled fish we had ever made all by ourselves!


Our patio!

Can you see what Steve's been up to in the distance?


Getting all our wood cut for the winter!

Now to the Up A Tree part of this post...

After Steve left bright and early Tuesday morning, the red squirrels decided to taunt the dogs like no other day. There were 3 trees that the dogs kept running to, all excited and looking up, barking nonstop. I had only two .22 shells left, so I decided I wasn't going to hunt squirrels with the dogs that morning. Besides, I really couldn't see what they were barking at for sure. 

Perhaps a porcupine?
Now I'm curious.

I went outside to check it out - with my gun and the two .22 shells just in case.
Nothing.
Or so I thought.
I came around the corner of the house and looked up in the pine tree right behind the house next to the dog kennel and stopped. 
What in the world?


It was the color of a golden lab.


It was 3/4 of the way up the tree.
I hustled into the house and traded the gun for the binoculars.
Nope, it wasn't a porcupine. Whew.
But the creature stayed all curled up like that ALL day. I didn't know if it was incredibly tired or dying or...rabid? It looked a bit mangy from my viewpoint, but this time of year everything does.

Later in the day Steve came home proudly showing his catch of the day. I followed him into the house, listening politely about his fishing excursion, who caught what, how big, etc. Usually I would be all ears, but I had something to share with him, and though the critter hadn't moved all day, I was sure it would now take off while we were in the house.

I peered over Steve's shoulder as he cleaned the fish. then paced over to his other side and peered over that shoulder standing on my tiptoes. Then I'd scurry into the other room to make sure unknown critter hadn't moved. Nope.

Finally, I couldn't stand it. "Could you please clean that fish a little faster? There's something outside in the tree that I really want you to see. I have no idea what it is. Maybe a humongous light tan raccoon?"

Steve looked at me kind of funny, put the fish in the frig, then followed me out the door.

I handed him the binoculars. "See there?" I pointed. "Three quarters up that tree?"

He didn't say a word, just circled the tree slowly...

Finally he spoke.
"I don't know," he said with hesitance. "Its either a bear cub or the biggest raccoon I've ever seen. Did you take a look at it's hands?"

I nodded, then swallowed, looking around me into the woods.
"If its a cub, then the mother should be around, right?"

"Uh, huh," he says. "I'm calling Jimmy."
He disappeared into the house to make the call, then came out and announced Jimmy, our neighbor who is BIG into hunting and has lived his whole life in the UP, was on his way.

Jimmy arrived and he and his two little boys, ages 3 & 4, looked up into the tree.
"What is it, dad?"
Jimmy was as silent and baffled like Steve and I as he peered through the binoculars we had handed him as he exited his truck..


Turns out it was a gigantic raccoon. Both guys agreed it had to go before it made a mess of things around our place or was sick and attacked the dogs.


Jimmy took the deceased raccoon home. He'll use the carcass to train his dogs as to what a raccoon is, etc.. Jimmy has many dogs he uses for hunting. In fact, at the moment, they have a litter of 7-week old beagles. The little boys were asking dad all kinds of questions as they checked out the raccoon close-up.


Remember last summer I painted our back steps to cover up the gnawing the porcupine had done?




Well, Mr. Quills must have made house under our deck while we were gone and made a mess of my stairs again. Why doesn't he just eat birdseed? It would be so much simpler!
The porcupines are in great abundance. We've seen just as many dead alongside the road as we have alive. I have not taken the dogs on a walk with me since we returned. They don't like that so I have to be sneaky so Ike doesn't cry. And another thing in full abundance in the UP are the ticks. Even though the dogs are treated, Steve had to pull a big one off Ike the other night. He used dish soap to loosen the tick's grip, then removed it when it let go so as not to leave the head behind. Someone told me to mix vinegar and water in a spray bottle and spray the dogs because the ticks wouldn't even get on the dog's fur this way because they don't like the smell. I'm mixing me some of that up today!

Well, its a beautiful day in the UP and I'm going out to work in my gardens. We had a little frost this past Sunday, but my plants survived. Monday night Steve and I covered them. Looking forward to fresh veggies and fresh fish this summer. :)

Have a great and safe weekend everyone!
~D

Monday, October 1, 2012

Great Friends and Beautiful Colors


Two weeks ago today, the colors suddenly started to change. Since then we've had friends stay with us from Michigan, Colorado, and Florida, and we've all commented on how all of a sudden the colors began popping out. The past few days the colors have exploded!


We wanted to show our friends our favorite places in the UP. So we visited...


Tahquamenon Falls...


...and Mission Point Hill. All those wind turbines are on the Canadian side of the St. Marys River.


We did some outdoor grilling over an open fire,


and grilled two leftover trout and jalapenos from my garden made into poppers.


We did some four-wheeling, stopping by a few of our favorite lakes.


And I snapped a shot of these turtles hanging out on this log.


Yesterday afternoon Steve and I headed out on a color tour by vehicle. Our destination was the Lake Superior shoreline.




We didn't have to stop at Oswald's and see the bears. We'd seen enough of our own for free!


We parked the car and headed out on this path.


Lake Superior ahead!


I never tire of this view.


Currently we are entering bow season mode which opened today. Steve and I scouted on Saturday to find a spot for his deer blinds.


We'll keep you posted on the hunt!