Friday, June 21, 2013
Duluth Harbor Trivia for 6/21/2013
Harbor Trivia question of the day? (You will need a Flash enabled machine to play the game)
Duluth Harbor Boat Traffic for Thursday 6/20/2013
Cason J. Callaway departed at 08:45
James R. Barker arrived at 11:05
James R. Barker arrived at 11:05
Thursday, June 20, 2013
Duluth Harbor Boat Races for Wednesday 6/19/2013
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Superior Sailing!
Wednesday night draws sailboats out to Lake Superior and even though the winds were light, the boats cruised through the placid waters of the big lake like a school of fish.
Made me think of this poem by John Masefield:
A Wanderer’s Song
A winds in the heart of me, a fires in my heels,
I am tired of brick and stone and rumbling wagon-wheels;
I hunger for the sea’s edge, the limits of the land,
Where the wild winds old Atlantic is shouting on the sand.
Oh I’ll be going, leaving the noise of the street,
To where a lifting foresail-foot is yanking at the sheet;
To a windy, tossing anchorage where yawls and ketches ride,
Oh I’ll be going, going, until I meet the tide.
And first I’ll hear the sea-wind, the mewing of the gulls,
The clucking sucking of the sea about the rusty hulls,
The songs at the capstan at the hooker warping out,
And then the heart of me’ll know I’m there or thereabout.
Oh I am sick of brick and stone, the heart of me is sick,
For windy green unquiet sea, the realm of Moby Dick;
And I’ll be going going, form the roaring of the wheels,
For a wind’s in the heart of me, a fire’s in my heel’s.
Made me think of this poem by John Masefield:
A Wanderer’s Song
A winds in the heart of me, a fires in my heels,
I am tired of brick and stone and rumbling wagon-wheels;
I hunger for the sea’s edge, the limits of the land,
Where the wild winds old Atlantic is shouting on the sand.
Oh I’ll be going, leaving the noise of the street,
To where a lifting foresail-foot is yanking at the sheet;
To a windy, tossing anchorage where yawls and ketches ride,
Oh I’ll be going, going, until I meet the tide.
And first I’ll hear the sea-wind, the mewing of the gulls,
The clucking sucking of the sea about the rusty hulls,
The songs at the capstan at the hooker warping out,
And then the heart of me’ll know I’m there or thereabout.
Oh I am sick of brick and stone, the heart of me is sick,
For windy green unquiet sea, the realm of Moby Dick;
And I’ll be going going, form the roaring of the wheels,
For a wind’s in the heart of me, a fire’s in my heel’s.
Enger Park Overlook
While the view of Lake Superior and the Duluth Harbor is enjoyable any time of the day, an early morning sunrise viewed from the new Enger Park gazebo really brings together God's created beauty into one scene.
Duluth Harbor Trivia for 6/19/2013
Harbor Trivia question of the day? (You will need a Flash enabled machine to play the game)
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