Sunday, September 16, 2007

Jane K fund raiser 028      Several area people reported a Robert sighting on Saturday.  The picture on the left was taken at the Jane Kasubowski fund raising party at Camp Chickagami in Presque Isle.  Robert (standing left) can be clearly seen  talking to Tom Boaks (right).

     Having missed out on an opportunity to win a kayak or $1,700.00 in a 50/50 drawing, Robert was delighted to win a wheelbarrow full of adult refreshments.  

     Due to the side effects caused by his prize, Robert sightings in the upcoming weeks aren't expected to be frequent. 

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 Saturday, September 15, 2007

     What would one think makes Presque Isle such a magic place?  Is it the clear water of the lakes?  They are beautiful and we sure have water.  (Except for Lotus Pond)  Does the charm come from the forests?  Whether green in Summer, amber in the Fall, draped in snow in the Winter, or blossoming in the Spring, the trees are stunning.  What I think makes my Presque Isle special is the people. 

     One of the special people in our community, Jane Kaszubowski, was diagnosed in May with multiple myeloma.  (That's cancer)  Discovering one has a serious illness is always a big shock, but there's always a second moment of truth with that kind of news.  It comes in the form of a bunch of numbers with a dollar sign in front of it.  Jane and her husband Joe needed help and the people of Presque Isle didn't hesitate to step up.

     Jane's friends, Diane Comerford, Ann Lange, Karen Pettalia, Linda Taylor, and an army of other volunteers hosted a fund raising party at Camp Chickagami on Lake Esau.  Their goal was to raise $10,000 to help offset Jane's medical bills.  Today, they raised over $30,000.00.  Magic!

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 Wednesday, September 12, 2007

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New York City has Central Park.  Alpena has a wildfowl sanctuary.  As you can see by the map above, it's quite large.  That's the Thunder Bay River snaking it's way through the wetland.  It leaves the map on the right and has a short journey to Thunder Bay which is part of Lake Huron.  One of the best ways enjoy close up views of the swans, geese, and ducks is by canoe or kayak.  If you don't have your own, you can rent one at Summit Sports 224 E. Chisholm St., Alpena 989 356-1182 . 

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 Monday, September 10, 2007

Presque Isle      It's hard to believe there is anything other than rocky shores in Presque Isle.  Believe it or not, one doesn't have to go to Lake Michigan to run barefoot through sugar sand.  

     There are piles of sand along the Lake Huron shore that we affectionately call  baby dunes.  They aren't as large as those west of Traverse City but like I always say, size doesn't matter.  Sand is sand and there's plenty enough to take some with you in your shoes, towel, and picnic basket.  And where will you keep this sand?  In the carpet on the floor of your car of course. 

     Finding the dunes can be a challenge if you don't know where to look.  There is an unmarked trail leading to them and one has to hike about a mile through a potentially bug infested forest. (Depending on the time of year)  The work is worth it as one can usually count on having the beach to yourself. 

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 Sunday, September 09, 2007

     Robert is a life long resident of Presque Isle and seems to always be up to something different.  Bloggers can now experience "Robert's Presque Isle" here at mypresqueisle.com. 

   

Where's Robert 003     Every winter, the Grand Lake Sportsmen's Club places fish shelters in the lake.  Imagine a 10'x10'x4' cube made out of cedar logs, then filled with brush and rocks to weight it to the bottom of the lake.  These cubes create structure for fish to hide in. 

     Robert was recently spotted  inspecting a shelter placed last year in about 18 feet of water in front of the Fireside Inn.  He reported seeing two large walleyes resting within the structure.    

     Anybody wishing to help place fish shelters this winter can contact the spotsmen's club.  Watch this blog for a future posting regarding when they will be placing more shelters.    

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 Monday, August 27, 2007

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You can email me at, barry@mypresqueisle.com

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 Sunday, August 26, 2007

The New Presque Isle Lighthouse isn't new at all.  It was actually built in 1871 and is one of the tallest on the Great Lakes.  The tower (open to climb) and gift shop are open from mid-May to mid-October, seven days a week from 9 A.M. to 6 P.M.  For more information, call 989-595-9917.  

 

 

 

 

 

The 1905 keepers cottage is operated as a museum by the Presque Isle Museum Society.

 

Old Presque Isle Lighthouse

Henry L. Woolsey was appointed as the The Old Presque Isle Lighthouse station's first keeper and officially listed in payroll records as starting service at the station on September 23, 1840.

OLD PRESQUE ISLE LIGHTHOUSE HAUNTED!

The following paragraphs are taken from a web story by, Mitchel Whitington.

As early as 1800, French trappers used the natural harbor for shelter from the potentially dangerous waters of the lake. They're the ones who named the place Presque Isle, meaning "almost an island."
A few decades later, as ships powered by steam began to sail Lake Huron, captains pulled into the harbor to add to their supply of wood from the land around the lake or seek refuge from the harsh storms that could arise with little warning. It is said that if a storm was brewing on the lake and a captain saw that he couldn't make Presque Isle, he would simply turn around and head back to his homeport.
The harbor became such an important maritime interest that a state representative named Isaac Crary asked Congress for funds to build a lighthouse there. Congress recognized the need and appropriated five thousand dollars for the lighthouse to be built.
Construction was begun in 1839; when finished, the tower stood thirty feet high and had an eighteen-foot base with four-foot thick walls. A spiral stairway wound to the top that housed the lantern and lenses. A lighthouse keeper named Henry L. Woolsey was the first person to man the lighthouse, which was first fired up on September 23, 1840.
The light had served the sailors of Lake Huron for over twenty years when it was determined that the keeper's house was in such disrepair that it would have to be torn down and rebuilt. The money was allocated but was never spent-at least not to improve the residence. In 1868 it was determined that the lighthouse's placement could be better, so a much larger light was proposed by the Lighthouse Board. Construction started about a mile to the north, and the Presque Isle Lighthouse - or Old Presque Isle Lighthouse, as it came to be known - was abandoned. The lens and lantern were removed, and the beacon sat empty for almost twenty-six years.
The lighthouse was finally put up for auction, and the first in a long chain of owners took it over. Some were entrepreneurs, hoping to make a buck on the place; others just wanted use of the land; and still others had an eye for preserving the history of the Old Presque Isle Lighthouse for future generations. The Stebbins family would hold the property for some time, starting with Bliss Stebbins who bought it for seventy dollars at the turn of the twentieth century in a tax sale. He never developed the land as he'd hoped, so he sold it to his brother Francis in 1930.
Francis B. Stebbins was the first person to see the historical potential of the lighthouse, and he began to give tours to anyone interested in seeing the place. He also repaired the light so that it would shine once again, which it did until the Coast Guard made him extinguish it so as to not confuse ships coming into the harbor. Just to make sure that he didn't get the urge to crank it up again, they removed the machinery that rotated the light and lens.
From Francis, the property passed to his son Jim Stebbins, who took his father's vision for the lighthouse even further - he began to assemble a full-blown maritime museum in the keeper's house, and officially opened it up for tours. He even had an idea for a "step back in time" tour, and hired college girls from the area to be the docents. They dressed in costumes from the 1800s, and were so beautiful that the main customer demographic time with them, so in 1977 Jim abandoned that idea and hired a retired couple to take over the place: George and Loraine Parris.
George and Loraine became the official keepers of the property, even though they didn't actually own it. While Loraine worked in the museum, George gave tours of the lighthouse. He enjoyed playing pranks on the visitors and showing them a good time - his favorite trick for quite some time was the "Foghorn Test of Strength." He would ask for volunteers who thought that they could stand in front of the mighty horn as he set it off. No matter how rigid a stance the person took, George would blow the horn and the vibration would knock them clean off their feet. George loved the people who visited the Old Presque Isle Lighthouse, and the people loved him. Many came back season after season just to see what tricks and tales George had cooked up lately. On January 2, 1992, a single day after celebrating the New Year, the most beloved man in Presque Isle, Michigan, died of a heart attack. A chapter in the lighthouse's history had been closed - but perhaps a new one had begun.
As Loraine was driving to the property on Grand Lake Road, which had a clear view of the lighthouse, she saw that it was illuminated.
She knew that the Coast Guard had rendered this impossible, but there it was before her. By the time that she arrived at the keeper's house, though, everything was dark. The next day she climbed the steps of the lighthouse to make sure that everything was in order, and she saw that there was no way that someone could have turned the light on. Yet, this same pattern repeated itself again and again. Loraine never said anything about it because she thought that people might think her crazy.
Soon other folks began to see the light, however - a yellowish glow was reported from the lighthouse by several people. Some thought that the light had been put back into operation, but others drove out for a closer look, only to find that it was dark once again.
It was even spotted by members of the Air National Guard, who flew a few missions over the area, and by the Coast Guard, who investigated to make sure that no one could fire the light back up. It had been permanently disabled years before, so there was no way that the light could be shining. Yet it was. Many people believe that the spirit of playful old George is occasionally paying a visit to the lighthouse that he loved so much, just to let folks know that he's doing just fine and to keep alive the stories of the lighthouse that he loved so much. 

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     If I wanted to show somebody where Presque Isle was but didn't have a map, I would tell them to put their left hand flat on a table.  Where the tip of your pointer finger is, that's where you would find Presque Isle. 

     Presque Isle is an isthmus located between Lake Huron and Grand Lake.  The name is French and means, almost an island.  It's about a half hour South of Rogers City and a half hour North of Alpena.

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