I walked out the back door yesterday afternoon – to take out the trash – and I was promptly met by spring. This weekend the weather has been unbelievable, especially considering that we were ice fishing just last weekend; we hit the 50 degree mark yesterday, and we’re supposed to be in the high 40′s, low 50′s all week this week. So much for ice fishing, I guess.
What I experienced this weekend, though, is one of the big things I love about Michigan – the definite change of the seasons. And while it was a little depressing to know that the melt off would signal the end of our ice fishing for the season, it’s great to know that the melt off also signals to the steelhead that it’s time to head upstream. You have to love the variety that Michigan’s woods and water provide!
And, I can’t forget, that this warm spell will also start to stir something inside Michigan’s turkey flock as well; they will starting thinking about those good-looking hens, and start gobbling from their roost very soon. Of course, come the second of May, I will be in those woods and appreciating the newly regenerated woodlot and hoping that a lovesick tom heads my way.
Watching the changing of the seasons in Michigan is a very unique and one-of-a-kind experience. And not a season goes by that doesn’t provide something exciting and stirring to do outdoors – and this year it has been even better. Usually this time of year I would be experiencing some serious cabin fever, but with my new ice fishing discovery, those feelings were definitely kept at bay.
As March arrives, there are no thoughts of cabin fever or seclusion. The thoughts I have are those of anticipation and reflection; reflection on the first fish I ever hauled through the ice, and my wife’s first pike through the ice; reflection on quads heading across the frozen tundra that was Houghton Lake, and sitting on the ice eating hot pizza; and anticipation for the steelhead that will be running soon and the turkeys who will be answering our new Cottage Craft Works calls.
Every one of Michigan’s seasons brings with it a chance for a great outdoor experience. And I look forward to every one of them.
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Michigan is a beautiful state. That is where my husband took me on our first date. Just for a nice drive up the lake.
This weekend was the first big run of maple sap here in Vermont.
I really like the sunrise picture. It is fun to move from season to season enjoying our surroundings in the outdoors.