Mud-puppy
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Its hard for me to type this up....So much happened in such a short amount of time...So last weekend me and the Wife had an invitation to hunt the Upper Peninsula of Mich with Forum Brother Yooper69...so yeah...Once in a Lifetime, you gotta go!
Well, we arrived Friday night just before Sunset, long haul, Me and Mike went to get a pizza for the girls...during the wait, Mike fired up his NOX 800 and hit this little curbstrip...BOOM! first target dug, Silver Wash Q! OK, that was cool enough but after we ate the pizza, we all headed over to a dark and stormy desolate Lake Superior beach to hunt for Yooperlites in Misery Bay! Mike and Terri, their 2 young daughters, me and Pam...
The wind was howling onshore 60! you couldnt light a smoke with a highway flare! The waves were cold and crashing malevolently, like stumbling through an icy fire hose car wash on boulders with a metal trash can over your head, and some evil drummer sitting on your shoulders wailing away with ballpeen hammers!!
I doubt Helen Keller ever seen dark like this! Anthracite coal mine underground dark! The roar alone was like Cape Canaveral on a launch day!! But against my better judgement, we all went down there none the less and fired up the black lights! Holy freaking Moly! Yooperlights!
If I had to even try to describe the experience, it was like a grunion run on Planet Avatar, only lots colder, and with no hot blue half naked chicks or flying dragons that I noticed.....The Yooperlites glow under the black light, and you have to be quick to snatch them up before a roller takes you off the beach or goes over the top of your boots! Misery Bay is aptly named I can tell you!...
OK..we all got out of there alive with our bags of rocks, which is a victory in and of itself considering theres Wolves and Bears and Moose and Bigfoots and Northern Hillbillys...Let alone the frigging weather!...
Then, the next morning, Me and Yoop ditched the girls and went on a curbstrip silver safari! Da Yoop pulled 3 dimes! I of course as usual, got nothing but clad.
Then, me and the Wife had to leave the very next morning, but we hit Petosky on the way home for some fossils....
!t was a real bounce dive to the end of the Earth....Me and the Wife had a blast with Yoops hospitality and Wonderful Family!...It was about one of the most memorable events in our Life!...Like I said, something this monumental and amazing is hard to describe....you really gotta be there, with the wind blowing 60 in the dead of night on a wild vacant coastline....
It was too much of a sensory overload for poor little me!! Plus, the morning we left in a blowing snowstorm! I was never so happy to see the MKG exit on 96 in my Life! I'm still shaking....
My Wife is 10yrs older than me and absolutely LOVED the Trip and night hunt for rocks!! She is such a rockhound! She didnt want to leave the beach despite the less than balmy conditions!
I was stumbling along besides her, trying to hold her rock bag in the screaming gale, even half full of rocks it was blowing out sideways like a box kite! Like a trick or treater in a Texas tornado, And shes snatching rocks and hollering over the roar, "Dammit! Whats wrong with you? Hold still wouldja?" All the while snatching and throwing rocks at me like I'm some sort of carnival toy to knock off a shelf...
Thanks Mike! Although, I coulda stayed home nice and safe and did my normal Stadium run for cans and clad! Heck, its not as exciting or dangerous, buy hey, free popcorn, safe and calm under the bleachers, I can hunt in that kind of weather!
Well, we arrived Friday night just before Sunset, long haul, Me and Mike went to get a pizza for the girls...during the wait, Mike fired up his NOX 800 and hit this little curbstrip...BOOM! first target dug, Silver Wash Q! OK, that was cool enough but after we ate the pizza, we all headed over to a dark and stormy desolate Lake Superior beach to hunt for Yooperlites in Misery Bay! Mike and Terri, their 2 young daughters, me and Pam...
The wind was howling onshore 60! you couldnt light a smoke with a highway flare! The waves were cold and crashing malevolently, like stumbling through an icy fire hose car wash on boulders with a metal trash can over your head, and some evil drummer sitting on your shoulders wailing away with ballpeen hammers!!
I doubt Helen Keller ever seen dark like this! Anthracite coal mine underground dark! The roar alone was like Cape Canaveral on a launch day!! But against my better judgement, we all went down there none the less and fired up the black lights! Holy freaking Moly! Yooperlights!
If I had to even try to describe the experience, it was like a grunion run on Planet Avatar, only lots colder, and with no hot blue half naked chicks or flying dragons that I noticed.....The Yooperlites glow under the black light, and you have to be quick to snatch them up before a roller takes you off the beach or goes over the top of your boots! Misery Bay is aptly named I can tell you!...
OK..we all got out of there alive with our bags of rocks, which is a victory in and of itself considering theres Wolves and Bears and Moose and Bigfoots and Northern Hillbillys...Let alone the frigging weather!...
Then, the next morning, Me and Yoop ditched the girls and went on a curbstrip silver safari! Da Yoop pulled 3 dimes! I of course as usual, got nothing but clad.
Then, me and the Wife had to leave the very next morning, but we hit Petosky on the way home for some fossils....
!t was a real bounce dive to the end of the Earth....Me and the Wife had a blast with Yoops hospitality and Wonderful Family!...It was about one of the most memorable events in our Life!...Like I said, something this monumental and amazing is hard to describe....you really gotta be there, with the wind blowing 60 in the dead of night on a wild vacant coastline....
It was too much of a sensory overload for poor little me!! Plus, the morning we left in a blowing snowstorm! I was never so happy to see the MKG exit on 96 in my Life! I'm still shaking....
My Wife is 10yrs older than me and absolutely LOVED the Trip and night hunt for rocks!! She is such a rockhound! She didnt want to leave the beach despite the less than balmy conditions! I was stumbling along besides her, trying to hold her rock bag in the screaming gale, even half full of rocks it was blowing out sideways like a box kite! Like a trick or treater in a Texas tornado, And shes snatching rocks and hollering over the roar, "Dammit! Whats wrong with you? Hold still wouldja?" All the while snatching and throwing rocks at me like I'm some sort of carnival toy to knock off a shelf...
Thanks Mike! Although, I coulda stayed home nice and safe and did my normal Stadium run for cans and clad! Heck, its not as exciting or dangerous, buy hey, free popcorn, safe and calm under the bleachers, I can hunt in that kind of weather!
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