Oakwood owl counting
pilgrims at the Stryx end gate,
"Whooo passes this night?"

Monday, October 4, 2010

Big Island Rendezvous

Every Fall a bunch of people get together on the shores of Bancroft Bay on the north edge of Albert Lea and play pretend 1840 fur trapping for two or three days. A few accountants, a few Native Americans, maybe a few Native American accountants? For two or three days they become someone else, someone they chose to be, not someone they are born to be - like Harley bikers without the bikes. They cheat time, but it's a good time ... with history, crafts, food and music - always a good combination. This is not my photo. I stole it from Lorna, who lifted it from someone else, who borrowed it from the photographer. Bless the obsidian, star-lit Minnesota autumn sky. Tonight the relative humidity is 35%. Hubble? We don't need no stinking Hubble. With no clouds, unpolluted air at 35%, you can see the edge of the universe with the naked eye. On a night like tonight you can lay out in the darkness of the autumn grass, and if you can focus far enough, if you can look deep enough in your mind, you can see the beginning of time. Of time itself.


Mimbres Man said...

Nice pic...you take that?

Gunnar Berg said...

Nope. Stole it.

Mimbres Man said...

Ursa major is cool

mar said...

This fantastic picture was taken by Mike Huerkamp at the 2010 Big Island Rendezvous. Mike is a great guy from New Richland, a very knowledgeable historical reenactor and, as you can see, a fantastic photographer.