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The Iceman: the World’s Biggest One-Day Mountain Biking Race

Monday, November 2nd, 2009

At a Recent Iceman Cometh Challenge. Will There be Snow for 1009?

Racers at a Recent Iceman Cometh Challenge

 

 

 

 

 

By MIKE NORTON

 

 

Much as I hate to admit it, color season is coming to an end, and winter hasn’t arrived yet. So what is there to do in Traverse City in this crazy in-between month of November?

 

Well, how about riding a mountain bike at top speed through a northern Michigan pine forest?

 

All right, maybe it isn’t everybody’s idea of a good time. But for some cyclists, the annual Iceman Cometh Challenge race between Kalkaska and Traverse City is about as close to pure delight as it can get. In spite of chilly temperatures, chancy visibility and the constant danger of flipping over on a patch of ice or deep sand, the Iceman has become the biggest single-day mountain-bike race in the world.

 

Every November, over 2,000 competitors and 4,000 spectators from all over the U.S. and Canada gather in this picturesque northern Michigan resort area (better known for its summer beaches and golf courses) to participate in one of the strangest and most grueling cold-weather events in off-road bicycle racing.

 

Now in its 20th year, the 2009 Iceman Cometh will be held Nov. 7 – and organizers had no trouble filling all 2,000 available slots by mid-June.

 

That’s a far cry from the 35 riders who showed up for the first race in 1990. But cyclists seem to enjoy the difficulty of the course, the unpredictable weather and the sheer wackiness of the whole idea.  “More of an adventure than a race,” is how Mountain Bike Action magazine describes the Iceman, in which ice-hardened cyclists from the U.S. and Canada are sent off in successive waves depending upon which of the 39 classes they compete in.

 

Starting in the village of Kalkaska, the Iceman trail runs for 27 miles along a combination of pavement, dirt roads, two-tracks, abandoned railroad beds, and parts of the Vasa ski trail, finishing at the Timber Ridge RV & Recreation Resort just outside of Traverse City. Most of the course lies in the Pere Marquette State Forest, a region of steep, sandy hills, tiny lakes and stands of postcard-perfect pines.

 

Although snow isn’t guaranteed at the Iceman, it’s been present for at least half of the previous 19 events. Sleet, rain, mud, ice and warm sunshine are also distinct possibilities – often on the same day! This year’s riders, who include both amateurs and professionals, will compete for more than $25,000 in cash prizes and $10,000 in merchandise.

 

For those whose competitive instincts aren’t quite so extreme, race organizers have also put together a pair of less punishing events during the same weekend, the 15th Annual Meijer Slush Cup is a “half-frozen” version of the Iceman that offers beginner and recreational riders the chance to test their skill on an eight-mile course. For younger competitors, there’s the Traverse Sno-Cone, a free trail event for 100 youngsters between the ages of two and 12.

 

This year, there’s yet another event for competitive cold-weather racers: it’s the first-ever ICE CROSS Cyclocross race — a sort of Motocross event for mountain bikes, where competitors ride on a created course that includes sand, dirt, gravel, asphalt, mud and lots of barriers, both man-made and natural. The ICE CROSS will be held Sunday, Nov. 8 at Timber Ridge Resort, ansd there’ll actually be three races – at 9, 10, and 11 a.m.

 

For more info about the Iceman Cometh Challenge, go to www.iceman.com or call 231-803-4259. To lean about the ICE CROSS Cyclocross race check out www.twinbaysracing.com or call 231-941-7050.

Halloween Happenings and Fall Festivals

Wednesday, October 21st, 2009

 

By MIKE NORTON

Trick-or-Treaters at the Downtown Halloween Walk

Trick-or-Treaters at the Downtown Halloween Walk

 

 

 We’re definitely coming up on peak fall color in the Traverse City area – each morning on my way to work I see more trees joining the show. (The poplars have just added their intense sunny yellows to the oranges, yellows and reds already in evidence. Wow!) And now I’m realizing that I’ve totally neglected Halloween, which is a pretty big deal in Traverse City.

 

My favorite event, as it happens, is the Downtown Halloween Walk, which takes place on Oct. 30 from 3:30 to 5pm. Basically, kids and their parents can trick-or-treat in costume through the downtown stores, and hundreds of them show up for this event.

 

Now that my own young ones have flown the nest, I don’t get to go out trick-or-treating through the neighborhood anymore, and I honestly get tired of the young louts who show up at my front door thinking that a few smudges of facepaint and a ripped shirt qualifies as a Halloween outfit. These kids who come downtown are CUTE, because their parents have obviously taken some trouble to make sure they’re properly costumed.

  

A Couple of Cuties at the Downtown Halloween Walk

A Couple of Cuties at the Downtown Halloween Walk

 

Later that evening the City Opera House hosts the local incarnation of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. If you’ve never seen this strange, off-color and somewhat disturbing musical film, you shouldn’t rent the video. Instead, you need to come out and see it in a theatre in the company of various “dressed to kill” monsters, transvestites and mad scientists, all armed with props and ready to lapse into group participation at any moment. And the Opera House is a perfect place for it. It’s at 8 p.m. General admission is $10, and prop bags can be purchased for $5.

 

So much for my personal picks, anyway. Here’s a schedule of other stuff coming up in the next few days and weeks:

 

Oct. 24, 30,    

Shanty Creek Resorts Haunted Woods 8-10pm

Come to Schuss Village and take a spooky walk in the woods. The trail is going to be bigger and better this year.  Admission: Adults $5, kids 10-12yrs. $3.  Not recommended for kids under 10yrs. (800) 678-4111

 

Oct. 24, 25, 31 & Nov. 1

Shanty Creek Resorts Color Tour 1-3pm

Ride the shuttle to the top of Schuss Mountain for cider and donuts and enjoy an incredible unmatched view of fall color from one of the highest points in Antrim County.

No admission fee.

 

Oct. 23, 24, 30, 31

Haunted Hayrides 6-10pm

Haunted hayrides will leave from the Hearth & vine Café across from the Tasting Room at Black Star Farms.  The price is $10 per person for an evening of fright.  Pizzas and sandwiches will be available for purchase at the café, and of course wine and mulled cider too!  231-944-1251

 

Oct. 23, 24, 25, 30, 31, Nov. 1

Grimfell Asylum  7pm-11pm

Evernight Entertainment will once again be hosting “Grimfell Asylum” Haunted Attraction in Traverse City.  Let the madness and screaming begin! Again this year, a portion of the proceeds will be donated to the Munson Breast Health Center. Admission fee is $7.  The Asylum is located in the old Circuit City Building next to Home Depot.

 

Oct. 23

Halloween Fun at the Village Farmers Market 2-6pm

Bring the kids for a fun-filled afternoon of games, face painting, and Halloween treats! Find the perfect pumpkin for craving, watch a renowned carver at work.  Savor the tastes of the season. The Village of Grand Traverse Commons.

 

Oct. 23, 24, 30 , 31

3rd Annual Haunted House & Hayride

At the Interlochen Eagles Club on US 31 next to East Bay Auto.  Opens at dusk!  On Sat. Oct 31st there will be a live band and costume contest$ Admission: $7 per person, $5 per person with a group of 10 or more.  Proceeds will be donated to a local charity.

 

Oct.  23, 25, 30, 31      

Field of Screams-Eagles Haunted Hayride

Travel in the dark…. down the abyss of terror on a tractor pulled hay wagon through a haunted forest!  Enjoy eerie theatrics, startling events, ghouls and spooks.  Hang on to your loved ones and hope you make it back for hot cider and donut. $10 per victim.  On Fri. nights are family night- kids 12 yrs. and under are ½ price when accompanied by an adult. This event is hosted by the Empire Lions Foe #4404.  (231) 325-6021

 

 

Oct. 23, 24, 25, 29, 31

Jacob’s Corn Maze

Jacob’s Corn Maze is an “A-Maze-ing” Farm Adventure.”  Jacob’s three separate corn mazes are fun for everyone, young and old alike. Our pumpkin patch features “Super Freak” pumpkins. Admission: Adults $8, kids 3yrs.-11 are $5, under 3 yrs. Free 7100 M-72 West, Traverse City. 231-632-6293

 

October 24

Autumn Fest at Grass River Natural Area

It’s harvest time fun for the entire family in the woodlands of GRNA. Enjoy games, activities, and refreshments beginning at 1pm. Please contact the Grass River office at 231-533-8314 for further information and to register for this free event.

 

Oct. 24

Halloween Family Fun

Join us for some family fun at the Music House Museum. Bring your kids and your grandkids!  Festivities include: 4pm games, face painting & pumpkin carving, 5:30pm indoor picnic, 6:30pm costume parade and silent auction for carved pumpkins 7pm Silent movie.  Attendees are encouraged to wear a costume. The Music House Museum will be transformed into a place of mysteries, and not too scary fun! $5 per person, $30 a family. Reservations are strongly encouraged.  (231) 938-9300

 

Oct. 24 

Leland Fall Frenzy 10-6pm

A huge end of the season sale for participating merchants held throughout the day and all over the village of Leland marks the end of the season. Free Cider and donuts.  Watch the fish jump the dam!  (231) 271-0079

 

Oct. 31

Great Lakes Childrens Museum

Costume clad kids and adults will be admitted free if dressed in a costume. Hours: 10am-5pm.

 

Oct. 31

Grand Traverse Mall

Bring your children to the Grand Traverse Mall for trick-or-treating in a climate controlled environment on Saturday, October 31st from 5pm-7pm.

 

Oct. 30

Traverse Area District Library-Wigglers’ Halloween Parade 10am

Come dress up (grownups too!) and parade around the library’s main floor.  Share a snack of crackers and cheese. No need to sign up-simply meet in the large meeting room near the main entrance. Great for toddlers and pre-school age children.

 

Oct 31

Mt. Holiday annual Adult Halloween Party  9pm

Saturday, October 31 at the Mt. Holiday Lodge at 3100 Holiday Road in Traverse City.  Tickets are $25 in advance and $30 at the door. Music by Rumor, food, fun and more…Must be 21 yrs old to attend. (231) 938-2500

 

Bohemian Rhapsody: A Fall Trip to Gill’s Pier

Monday, October 12th, 2009
Sleder's Family Tavern in Slabtown

Sleder's Family Tavern in Slabtown

By MIKE NORTON

High on a lofty ridge, about a half-hour’s drive from Traverse City, the cemetery of St. Wenceslaus Catholic Church may have one of the best views in Michigan – a wide vista of Lake Michigan and the distant Manitou Islands framed by lush orchards and vineyards.


But it’s a modest cemetery, and equally modest is the headstone beside the plain steps that lead up from the parking lot. Only the inscription is startling — at least to anyone even remotely familiar with world history:


Stefan Habsburg-Lothringen
Aug 15, 1932 - Nov 12, 1998
B. Archduke of Austria, Vienna Austria U.S. Citizen 1961


Technically, the full title should be “His Imperial and Royal Highness Archduke and Prince Stefan of Austria; Prince Stefan of Hungary, Bohemia, and Tuscany.” Scion of an ancient and powerful family whose empire included more than half of Europe — and for a brief time even Mexico – until it was dissolved in 1918. A man who lived almost his entire life in exile (including five years in Transylvania as a resident of Castle Bran, the one built by Count Dracula) and finally found rest here on Michigan’s scenic Leelanau Peninsula, beside a church dedicated to a saint who was himself a Duke of Bohemia.


Prince Stefan’s fate is only the most dramatic chapter in a little-known saga: the story of Traverse City’s Bohemians. Beginning in the middle of the 19th century, these industrious Central European immigrants (not the garret-dwelling artists celebrated in Puccini’s La Boheme, but inhabitants of what’s now the Czech Republic) helped turn this region from a raw lumber settlement into the thriving resort area it is today.


Traverse City has no Bohemian Festival (and its most recognizably Bohemian restaurant specializes in Italian food) but the Bohemian presence is still strong throughout the area, from the city’s bustling Slabtown District to the prosperous farms of the Old Mission and Leelanau peninsulas. And a “Bohemian tour” can make a picturesque and intriguing itinerary for visits to the area.

So just how did Traverse City become such a “Czech magnet” anyhow? The roots of the Bohemian Exodus go back to 1848, when authoritarian governments throughout Europe crushed a series of revolutionary uprisings, sending thousands of disappointed reformers into exile. Better educated and more prosperous than most immigrant groups, the Bohemians of 1848 were drawn to places that offered them opportunities to exercise their considerable mechanical skills and craftsmanship.


One such place was Traverse City, whose burgeoning sawmills needed skilled machinists and woodworkers. The mill owners were so glad to see the new immigrants that they offered to let them use slabs of scrap lumber to build their own houses, which is how the millworkers’ district (sometimes known as Little Bohemia) came to be known as Slabtown. Many of those tidy cottages are still standing – and so is Sleder’s Family Tavern, a 127-year-old social club that is still a favorite hangout for locals and visitors alike.


Built in 1882 by wheelwright Vencel Sleder and dozens of strong-bodied fellow-countrymen using those free scrapwood slabs, Sleder’s is the oldest continuously operated saloon in Michigan. (Thanks to the nearby waterfront and some creative labeling, Sleder’s even endured Prohibition without much difficulty.) It still looks much as it did when Czech was the only language you were likely to hear here; the massive 21-foot mahogany bar, hauled up from the beach on logs by a crew of thirsty Bohemians, is a sight in itself.


The tavern does retain some unusual traditions, though – including Randolph the Moose, whose stuffed head is one of many mounted on the wall above the dining area. Patrons are regularly invited to pucker up and plant a kiss on his leathery lips in what has become a local rite of passage, though only a brave handful actually summon up the gumption. (It’s much easier simply to purchase one of the tavern’s “I Smooched the Moose!” T-shirts and let everyone think you did.)


Just a few blocks away is another Bohemian landmark, a former hot dog stand that was revamped after Prohibition by businessman Frank Kucera, who renamed it the Little Bohemia Tavern. Now known simply as the Lil Bo, it’s celebrated for its most famous non-Bohemian customer – golf legend Walter Hagen, who made it his regular hangout after he retired to Michigan in the 1950s. Like Sleder’s, the Lil Bo is one of the rare watering holes that still preserves the feel of an earlier, more authentic Traverse City.


In fact, although many of the area’s Bohemian settlers were farmers, tailors, druggists and doctors, their most enduring legacy seems to be in the saloons and taverns they left behind. Novotny’s Saloon, one of the most famous in Traverse City, is now the site of the Blue Tractor Cookhouse. But the most ornate example of Bohemian woodworking skill can be found at Traverse City’s opulent City Opera House, built in 1891 by “three Bohemian brothers-in-law,” Charles Wilhelm, Anton Bartak, and Frank Votruba. Refurbished in recent years, it’s the oldest historically intact Victorian-era opera house in Michigan, with 43-foot vaulted ceilings.


Bohemian farmers who settled on the nearby Old Mission Peninsula included the large Kroupa clan, whose descendants now run the Peninsula Cellars winery and vineyard. Most of the original Kroupas are laid to rest in the tiny Bohemian Cemetery near Bowers Harbor – another graveyard with a million-dollar view. But most agriculturally-minded Bohemians settled across the bay on the Leelanau Peninsula, where their names are permanently attached to places like Greilickville and Shalda Corners.


The jewel of this sprawling Bohemian settlement (known as Gill’s Pier — even though sawmill owner William Gill and his pier are long gone), is Archduke Stefan’s resting place: the church of St. Wenceslaus. It’s sometimes called the “disappearing church” because it appears and disappears from view on its lonely knoll as one approaches it from the south, and its picturesque graveyard is festooned with ornate wrought-iron crosses that give it an exotic look.


The region surrounding St. Wenceslaus, known as the Bohemian Valley, is one of the loveliest and least-visited places on the Leelanau Peninsula, its steep hillsides covered with vineyards and orchards, with tempting views of the wild blue of Lake Michigan around each corner. A visit to the valley makes an interesting addition to a fall color tour or a wine-tasting expedition.

From the Bohemian Cemetery at St. Wenceslaus

From the Bohemian Cemetery at St. Wenceslaus

Goodbye, Cherry Festival 2009… What’s Next?

Monday, July 13th, 2009
Closing Night Fireworks Over the Bay

Closing Night Fireworks Over the Bay

By MIKE NORTON

Whew! What a weekend!

A great parade, and some awesome fireworks, and another National Cherry Festival is in the history books. Now, while we’re heading out to enjoy the equine competitions at Horse Shows by the Bay and getting ready for the Traverse City Film Festival at the end of the month, I’ve just gotten word of yet another summer festival in the works for Aug. 22.

The winemakers of Michigan’s Leelanau and Old Mission peninsulas, famous for their half-serious rivalries, are combine forces in a rare display of détente for the all-new Traverse City Wine & Art Festival. It’s an afternoon/evening event that will feature tastings from the region’s 22 wineries, paired with food prepared by celebrated local chefs, live music and an exhibition and sale of artworks by 30 of the region’s best painters, potters, weavers and other artists.

What’s more, it will all take place at one of Traverse City’s most scenic venues: the wide tree-shaded lawn of the Village at Grand Traverse Commons – a former mental asylum whose tawny castle-like buildings are now being redeveloped as the hub of Traverse City’s bustling culinary scene.

The original spark was undoubtedly provided by the area’s wine industry. Renowned for their natural beauty, the Leelanau and Old Mission peninsulas are bathed by cool waters that protect them from early frost and extend the fall harvest season by several weeks. As a result, their vineyards have become world contenders, outscoring California and even European labels in major international competitions for the clear, fresh taste of their wines, which hold their aroma and fruit flavors much more faithfully than those grown in hotter climates. Notable for Rieslings, Chardonnays and Pinot Grigios, Traverse City area vintners are even receiving high praise for their red wines.

But the two peninsulas are distinct and sometimes competitive wine appellation areas, each with its own growers’ association and separate promotional events. Wineries on the Leelanau Peninsula, a roughly triangular land mass along the Lake Michigan shore, are represented by the Leelanau Peninsula Vintners Association (www.lpwines.com). Those on the narrower Old Mission Peninsula, which runs for 20 miles up the center of Grand Traverse Bay, belong to Wineries of the Old Mission Peninsula (www.wineriesofoldmission.com).

For the past five years, one of the few ways for visitors to sample all this food and wine bounty in one place was by attending the Traverse Epicurean Classic, an annual fall culinary extravaganza at the Great Lakes Culinary Institute. When organizers of the Classic announced this year that they were moving the event to another part of Michigan, the winemakers of the Leelanau Peninsula saw an opportunity to create a more focused event of their own, using the picturesque Commons grounds.

They quickly secured the participation of their colleagues on the Old Mission peninsula, a good selection of local restaurants (Red Ginger, Bourbon 72, Silver Tree Deli and the Underground Cheesecake Co.) a sampling of artists and musicians headlined by Thom Jayne and the Nomads, known for their brand of Celtic-infused jazz, and even a troupe from the Northern Michigan Dance Collective.

“We want to keep it kind of small this first year and see how it goes, but we’re very optimistic about the potential for an event like this,” said festival spokesman Andrew McFarlane. “Since the Michigan Microbrewery and Music Festival will be using this same space the following weekend, lots of possibilities began to suggest themselves. In the long run, it would be great to fill in the days between our two festivals with other events and workshops that are centered around community, culture and culinary delights.”

The Traverse City Wine & Art Festival will be held Aug. 22, 2009 from 5-11 p.m. Tickets are limited and can be purchased for $20 per person at www.lpwines.com. More detailed information can be found at www.traversecitywinefestival.com or calling (231) 256-2829.

Horse Shows By the Bay — Those Beautiful Animals!

Thursday, July 9th, 2009

 

New Yorker Patricia Griffith rides Veronieque to the win Wednesday at Horse Shows by the Bay

Patricia Griffith and Veronieque at Horse Shows by the Bay

 

By MIKE NORTON

Even as the National Cherry Festival was picking up steam on Traverse City’s West Bay shoreline, our OTHER summer festival was having a lovely opening day just east of town. Horse Shows By the Bay, our four-week “equestrian festival” just held its opening ceremonies on Wednesday.

 

Horses and riders from all over the country are competing at the scenic Flintfields Horse Park in Williamsburg during the horse show, which runs until Aug. 2. Organizers Dean and Alex Rheinheimer said they’re extremely pleased with the lineup for this year, which they say is “the best in the country.”

 

If you love to see beautiful, well-trained horses doing what they do best, there’s no better place than Flintfields, where more than 1,200 top-ranked horses from around North America compete for over $350,000 cash prizes in a series of jumping and dressage competitions, including four Grand Prix events. Horses compete in jumping events in both the hunter and jumper categories, while dressage (sometimes known as “horse ballet”) is a gymnastic event in which horses perform complex maneuvers in response to subtle cues from their riders. The public is invited to watch on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays; admission is $5 per person, and children under 5 are free.


For more information about the 2009 Horse Shows by the Bay Equestrian Festival, check out www.horseshowsbythebay.com.

 

Cherry Festival Two: A Day for Heritage

Tuesday, July 7th, 2009

 

 

Youngsters at the Heritage Day Picnic Learn About a Mackinaw Boat

Youngsters at the Heritage Day Picnic Learn About a Mackinaw Boat

By MIKE NORTON

I couldn’t help myself. Today was Heritage Day at the National Cherry Festival, so I celebrated my heritage as a pot-bellied old white guy by ordering a large helping of Gibby’s fries. With extra cheese sauce. This will cost me an extra hour on the exercise bike, I think.

But the Heritage part of the Festival is really important. Air shows and big-name bands and huge fireworks displays sometimes obscure the small-town heart of a festival like this one — but it’s still there, strong and vital, if you’re willing to seek it out.  Today, as I was munching my grease-soaked fries, I discovered two really splendid examples in the space of an hour. One was down by the Boardman River, just a few blocks from the beachfront, where they were putting on an “old-fashioned picnic” under the big maples of Hannah Park, complete with historical re-enactors, hot dogs, and traditional kids’ games like sack races.

Young Sack Racers get Ready to Start Hopping

Young Sack Racers get Ready to Start Hopping

Meanwhile, up along the Bay at our Open Space Park, dancers and drummers from the Grand Traverse Band of Ottawa and Chippewa Indians were holding a festival pow wow, with lots of beautiful regalia and solemn tribal dancing. It was very moving and very touching. Sometimes when I think my town is getting a little too slick and sophisticated for itself, I need to reconnect to things like these. They remind me that I still live in a place where you can know almost everybody, and where visitors are welcomed without question.

Splendid Tribal Regalia on Display at the Heritage Pow Wow

Splendid Tribal Regalia on Display at the Heritage Pow Wow

A Great Day for Cherries, Heroes and Beer Lovers

Monday, July 6th, 2009

 

Tghe Businessman's Lunch -- Traverse City Style!

The Businessman's Lunch -- Traverse City Style!

 

 

What a beautiful day!

 

One of the perks of working at the Traverse City Visitor Center is that my office is just across the street from the National Cherry Festival. That means I just have to look up from my computer to see those happy people coming and going all day long, and sometimes into the night. (It also means that for one week every year I can slip out to enjoy a little cherry pie a la mode more often than is good for me.)

 

When lunchtime rolled around today I decided to head over and take some photos of folks milling around at the various food stands, sampling cherry jams and salsas and other goodies and generally having a good time. And since it’s a clear breezy day in the mid-seventies, everybody seems to be in great spirits.

 

The festival started on Saturday with a very successful July 4 airshow and fireworks display. Today the patriotic note was even more pronounced, something for which I’m profoundly grateful to the festival organizers – it’s their first-ever Heroes’ Day, honoring every visitor who’s served in  the Armed Forces as well as firefighters, first responders, public safety officers and Homeland Security people. At lunchtime there were representatives from the military and various emergency services out chatting with the crowds, and tonight there’ll be a special “Salute to Heroes” concert out on the grass above the Bay.

 

 

As a veteran, I’m touched by this kind of small-town thoughtfulness; which is easy to forget sometimes. It reminds me that when you get past all the hoopla and all the excitement, this festival is still at its core a neighborly Midwestern community celebration where almost everything is still free – or pretty darn close to it. They’ve been doing it for 83 years now, and I hope they keep on going for at least another 83!

 

My favorite events are still up ahead – especially the Cherry Royale Parade on Saturday. And this year I have a favorite in the Cherry Queen competition (though I won’t disclose who it is!)

 

Anyway, stay tuned and I’ll try to update this blog a few times this week. And if you want a full schedule of events, go to the Cherry Festival website at www.cherryfestival.org

 

 

BEER LOVERS UPDATE:

Something else got started last week up on Union Street; when the owners of the Blue Tractor Cookshop opened The Shed, a new watering hole devoted exclusively to Michigan microbrews . I’m a big fan of our local craft brewing industry, and July is Michigan Craft Beer Month. Sounds like 22 bottled beers from ten Michigan microbreweries will be featured at The Shed, including some of my favorite local brews like Short’s Bellaire Brown and Huma Lupa Licious. The new place will be next door to the Blue Tractor, which has been dispensing adult beverages (with a brief intermission during Prohibition) since 1886.

 

Think I’ll slip up there this evening and check it out. I’ll get back to you.

An Evening Paddle on the Bay — Welcome Summer!

Monday, June 15th, 2009
Kayayers at Twilight -- Grand Traverse Bay

Kayayers at Twilight -- Grand Traverse Bay

By MIKE NORTON

After this past weekend, I think it’s finally safe to say that summer has arrived in Traverse City. Better late than never!

 

And “late” is probably an understatement. Here we are, halfway through June, and my rhododendrons are just now starting to flower. There have been some wonderful things about this long, slow spring (we usually don’t get much of a spring in these parts, and this one has been luxuriously long, with cool evenings and an amazing increase in flowers and greenery) but after a while you want it to get hot enough so you can lie out and bake in the sun, hot enough to warm up the water so you can start swimming in the Bay and not just in the little inland lakes. Well, friends, that has finally happened.

 

Saturday was such a sweet day, in fact, that Karen and I took the kayaks out on the water to escape the hot sand on the beach for a few hours. And since we hadn’t really been outside without at least one good layer of clothing on, we immediately got sunburned. Which was fine until about 9 p.m., when we could feel that hot, sore itchy burn on our shoulders and noses and the top of my all-too-balding head. And that means we had to spend most of Sunday in the yard, hanging out under the shade of those tall oaks and pines that make Old Mission such a great place to spend a hot sunny summer day. (Except on those days when you really haven’t psychologically gotten enough sun even when you’re skin has gotten more than enough.)

 

All right, I was a good and responsible person for most of the day, reading a book, listening to the music on the beach and the jet skis on the water. But by 9 p.m. I’d had enough. The sun was starting to go down, the bay was almost completely unruffled, and the light had gone that serene lavender-pink that it does on clear evenings – so I decided I was going to get back out on the water. In this part of the world, the sun doesn’t actually disappear until 9:30 or so in late June, and I knew there would still be a long gentle twilight, so I hauled my boat down to the shore and headed out for a paddle.

 

It was perfect. Perfect. There were frogs singing in a little slough down the beach, and I could catch the smell of smoke from a nearby campfire. Across the Bay, five miles and more away, the windows of invisible houses north of Elk Rapids caught the last crimson rays from the setting sun and flashed them back like winking rubies, and the water was so clear that I could see through the pink-and-blue reflection of the dying light straight down to the sandy bottom. You don’t feel as though you need to be in a hurry under those kind of conditions, so I just paddled gently out of the harbor into the open water, watching my prow make a series of clean v-shaped ripples on that smooth rolling surface, and turned her gently around when it started getting dark. If I hadn’t had to get up for work today, I’d have liked to stay out until the stars appeared. But even at 10 o’clock it was still too light for that.

 

Oh, yes. Sometimes I have to do something to remind myself why I love it here.

Listening to the Ghost of Gershwin: the Music House Museum

Friday, May 29th, 2009

A 19th century German street organ plays at the Music House

Visitors listen to a tiny German street organ at the Music House

 

It seems that “Rhapsody in Blue” was never meant to have the stately, dramatic finish that’s been imposed on it by generations of symphony conductors.

 

Instead, the final movement of George Gershwin’s jazz-inflected American classic is more of an out-of-breath scramble across the piano keys, a controlled free-fall down a mountain of slippery notes.

 

I know, because I saw Gershwin play it – and so can you.

In 1925, fully 12 years before his death, Gershwin sat down at the keyboard of an Aeolean Duo-Art Weber reproducing piano and created an exact record – note for note, pause for pause, inflection for inflection – of his famous Rhapsody. Today that piano is in a quaint air-controlled barn at the Music House Museum near Traverse City, and Gershwin plays his music for visitors there several times a day. This is not one of those scratchy old vintage recordings; the piano is playing just as though the long-dead composer were still tickling those ivories. In fact, as the keys ripple away, you can almost imagine a pair of ghostly hands dancing over them.

That’s just one of the strange and wonderful instruments in this quirky museum, which occupies a stately farm near the village of Acme on East Grand Traverse Bay. The Music House is home to a one-of-a-kind collection of rare antique automated musical instruments and music-making machines, created between 1870 and 1930.

“Our instruments all play by themselves,” says director Sally Lewis. “That’s what makes them special.”

Today, of course, we’re accustomed to an almost endless variety of devices for recording, storing and playing music – many of them quite small and relatively inexpensive. But the vast machines stored in this soaring 12,000-square-foot barn are something else entirely; they’re elaborately carved and gilded, made with rare woods and metals, decorated with bronze, stained glass and crystal, and most were expensive beyond the means of ordinary people.

Take, for instance, the 1899 Regina Corona music box, one of the first commercial machines that could play a variety of music – thanks to interchangeable metal discs that had the correct notes punched into them. Or the immense 1922 Belgian Mortier dance-hall organ – a huge wedding-cake of an instrument, 20 feet high and 30 feet wide, with hundreds of pipes, bells, drums and whistles that would play dance tunes using “programming” punched out into folded sheets of cardboard.

The Music House collection numbers well over 100 rare instruments, but only a dozen or so are actually played during tours – many of the others, like aged relatives, can’t handle the strain of strenuous exercise anymore. It began as a hobby for a Traverse City architect and his friends, who eventually founded a public museum in 1983 to house and exhibit the devices.

Self-playing instruments were not limited to music boxes, pianos and organs. In 1909, the automatic violin player was created – and immediately hailed as “one of the eight great inventions of the new century.” The Mills Violano-Virtuoso made music in theaters while silent movies played, and this year it will join the select group of instruments that are played for tour groups.

Speaking of silent films, the Music House also shows a regular program of classic silent films, bringing in virtuoso performers to accompany them on an immense Wurlitzer Theater Organ created precisely for the purpose. (In a former life, this particular organ was in Detroit’s Cinderella Theater.)

In addition to the core collection, the Music House barn contains a great many related items: early radios, jukeboxes and phonographs (including one that used to play for Al Capone) are everywhere, as are furnishings and relics from long-vanished saloons, stores and concert halls.

 

There’s even a scaled-down version of Front Street, the main street of nearby Traverse City, complete with perfect reproductions of its main buildings. Created by local craftsmen working for the federal Works Progress Administration during the Depression, it was originally on display at Clinch Park Zoo, where it had stood outdoors for decades.

 

The Music House Museum is located on U.S. 31, eight miles north of Traverse City. From May through October it is open from 10 am to 4 pm Monday through Saturday, and noon to 4 pm on Sunday, and on weekends in November and December. Tickets are $10 for adults, $3 for children 6-15 and free for youngsters five and under. There’s also a special family rate of $25.

To learn more about the Music House Museum, check out their web site at www.musichouse.org

By MIKE NORTON

Just to Show that I’m a Fun Guy…

Friday, April 24th, 2009
A White Morel (Morchella esculenta)

A White Morel (Morchella esculenta)

By MIKE NORTON

OK, we’ve talked about asparagus. But the recent rains have reminded me of another spring taste treat that should begin appearing any time now.

It’s the wild morel, a spring mushroom that grows throughout North America but seems most at home

here in the hardwood forests of the Great Lakes states. Each year, hundreds of devoted mushroom hunters head to the wooded slopes around Traverse City to search for these “North Woods truffles.”

Its flavor is indescribable, a delicate spring earthiness with the firm texture of rare prime rib. Sautéed in butter with a pinch of garlic and perhaps a hint of lemon, it’s one of the world’s great taste experiences. For several weeks, country roads in this area will be lined with cars, campers and pickups; their owners will be deep in the woods, scanning the ground as they crunch determinedly through last year’s leaves. By day’s end some will emerge toting huge bags of mushrooms, while others are content to find a dozen.

It’s a wonderful time to be in the woods, anyway. The sun is shining down through the trees, there are wildflowers everywhere. The woodpeckers are tapping away above you, and once in a while you’ll see a scarlet tanager – a bird so red that it makes a cardinal look dull. It’s my mental spring cleaning.

Not to say that I’m too proud to gather a morel or two while I’m enjoying all that aesthetic stimulation. I love ‘em all – the early black and gray varieties, the plentiful whites and the late-season yellow or butterscotch morels (known locally as “Bigfoot morels” because of their prodigious size).

Morels are plentiful in the first flush of spring, particularly after a good rain. And while they’ll grow in almost any wooded region of the country, they seem to have an affinity for the steep sandy hillsides of northern Michigan’s bay country, cradled by cool lakes, tilted toward the low spring sun and protected from drying.

Here in the Traverse City area, the arrival of morel season is greeted with festivities at many of the area’s local restaurants, which try to outdo each other creating new dishes featuring the tasty fungi. Although purists insist that their delicate flavor is best enjoyed with a minimum of extra seasonings and sauces, morels lend themselves to a wide array of meat and pasta dishes. They also make an outstanding counterpoint to the clean, crisp wines grown in our vineyards.

Despite their association with the world of haute cuisine, morels also have a populist side. With a little luck and some basic knowledge, anyone can be a successful mushroom hunter – and the biggest morel fans in this region are in the distinctly downscale village of Mesick, about 20 miles south of here, home to the Mushroom Cap Motel and Jim’s Buck Snort Saloon.

Every May for nearly half a century, Mesick residents have held a three-day event to celebrate the annual morel bloom and the hundreds of ‘shroomers who flock to town in search of them. It’s always held on Mother’s Day weekend, which means May 8-10 this year. In some ways, it’s a typical small-town festival “– from the parade and flea market to the horse pull, fish dinner and horseshoe tournament.

But the big competition each year is really the Biggest Mushroom Contest where rival hunters, in deadly earnest, bring their finds in to be weighed and measured at the town’s two grocery stores, Ken’s IGA and Yeoman’s Market. First prize is a $100 savings bond, but most competitors do it purely for the bragging rights. (This year, the festival is actually selling Mushroom Hunter kits for $6 apiece that include maps of where to find them…. Hmmmm.)

Personally, I don’t care how big they are; it’s all about the butter and the frying pan to me. But I would NEVER let anybody else know where my favorite spots are. There’s something disturbingly wrong about that.

 

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