At this point in understanding ancient Great lakes history, we will focus on the Alpena-Amberly Ridge under the middle of Lake Huron. If you don't know what this is, you'd better go back and read the previous post.
About 20 years ago, Dr. John O'Shea, an archeologist at the University of Michigan, was looking at this bathymetric map of Lake Huron, and spotted that shallower ridge running from southeast to northwest through the lake, here highlighted by black dashed lines. It came to be known as the Alpena-Amberly Ridge, for the names of the nearest towns on each end, and it has been a focus of underwater archeology ever since.Saturday, April 5, 2025
The Alpena-Amberley Ridge
Thursday, April 3, 2025
Caribou Hunting in the Great Lakes?
We attended a fascinating lecture at our regional museum last week, and it's got me interested in ancient Great Lakes history. So I'm doing a little research of my own and I'm gonna share it with you over a few posts while we wait for the endless cold temperatures of early April to go up!
Leonore Keeshig, of the Saugeen Ojibway First Nation, spoke on indigenous legends that tell the story of retreating glaciers and a time when the annual caribou hunt was important, in a landscape that would be described as arctic, about 9000 years ago. It was a landscape that would befie your belief today as you sail over the waters of Lake Huron and Georgian Bay.
So bear with me while I give you some background and then I'll try to explain the essence of her message. Otherwise you can just skip this post and wait for the next one. I hope you can get used to these maps. They're kind of skewed, with north in the upper right corner but I'll explain them.
Tuesday, April 1, 2025
The Snow Cycle Continues!
Yes, it is still March today as I write this, and March never knows whether it's ready for spring or still has a bit of winter left to visit. And so we had yet another gentle snowfall overnight last week, continuing what seems like a never-ending cycle.
But I'm happy to report that things are now back to normal, and the only bit of snow left is down in the lower left corner, in the shade of the house.
And the Hellebore survived again, raising their blooms to a rainy late March day. The dangerous ice storm the forecast warned us of ominously hasn't materialized yet. But we did lose power at an awkward stage as they were attempting to get me out of bed.