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The roads south of Copper Harbor were eerily familiar in the early morning light. There was a time, some years past, when I had drove the Mandan Loop in a failed attempt on High Rock Point. When I pulled off the Burma Road into the parking lot for Estivant Pines I wondered if I had passed by this…
The road to Horseshoe Harbor felt ancient. Old rocky dirt was pressed hard as cement below my car's tires even though the route wound around several huge puddles that I dared not tackle head on. It was not like other Keweenaw roads, the bumpy and rutted Mandan Loop or the rough washed-out Smiths…
Angry no trespassing signs shouted down on me from high in the trees. They were scattered through the woods, not in a solid line, and it was confusing to know where the actual property line was. The only thing that was obvious was that the wide, easy road leading from Keystone Bay was private while…