It was very foggy this morning and it remained cloudy as light snow fell throughout the day. The gray day has me wishing for an early autumn scene with more range of colors.
Early Autumn Day
With the rain and snow the past weeks, it has been a little scary opening some doors to the outside when the temperature is near freezing and the snow pack start slide off the roofs. While standing under the curling wave of snow, you can almost picture yourself surfing inside a large wave tunnel. But instead you listening for any signs that the snow is going to break off and hit you on the head.
Curling Hanging Snow
While the large freighters may still be active on the other Great Lakes, the traffic is down to one ore carrier on Lake Superior since the Soo Locks closed earlier this week (although the closing was delayed by 10 hours until the last ship that was leaving Lake Superior was through the locks). The Saginaw is still making a few more load of iron ore pellets from the docks in Superior to the Sault Ste Marie area. This ship, the Algoma Guardian also came into Superior for ore but didn’t have to fight the ice in the harbor during July as compared to loading out in January. The Algoma Guardian is spending the winter at Goderich, ON until the Soo Locks reopens on March 25 after winter maintenance.
Algoma Guardian Arrival
Between the rain and snow, it wasn’t fun shoveling the heavy wet snow or trying to scrape the underlying ice off before the temperatures dropped again. I rather it was summer and the slippery surface I was trying to navigate was some slick river rocks to be able to get closer to the waterfall.
Slippery Crossing
This is typically the coldest week of the year where I live, but instead of being below zero temperatures it was warm enough for rain instead of snow. The rain falling on the snow packed roads and driveways polished the ice more so it was difficult to walk outside to enjoy the warmer day until later in the evening when it switched back snow concealing the ice patches. I rather see water in a stream falling over rapids in the summer than rain falling from the skies in January.
Lost Creek Number One