Climate Change and Evolution

My mind is caught in 1913 in the Keweenaw Peninsula these days, but tonight I watched a NOVA program (I think) on PBS about a theory of how frequent climate changed spurred evolutionary change in hominids, leading eventually to us. Very interesting, but it begs another question: If homo sapiens has been evolving more or less continuously, what are WE evolving into next? No answers, just the question,and it’s certainly an interesting premise for a story.

More U.P. photos follow for your enjoyment. Over.

Once in awhile I catch a fish, this smallie off the dock on a Sneaky Pete, and did not see another bass in the water for nearly eight weeks.
Respite for rockpickers. Jambe Longue and I take five.
Sandhill crane, seen along the Adams Trail.
Lesser yellow legs, more or less out of its normal range. We had three out front, prolly a male, female and chick. They run all around the shallows, turning like Pavel Datsuk with the puck.
Looking east from Black Beach.
Huh, guess we took more naps than I realized!
These folks won't soon run out of wood, eh.
These plains run from Fox River Road north to the Adams trail, above the Driggs, etc. Story goes that stump lengths reflect snowfall of winter when they were cut, but I've read since then that's not correct. Visually very interesting place, and consider nothing has grown back since these were cut in early 1900s or so. The earth may recover, but not all that fast sometimes. Imagine what all those white pines would look like when still standing.
Little fellow! Toad in a hat. Sound like title for a children's book.
Lady bug on a driftwood log.
Spidey on a tree near Lake Superior campground.
The road back to Deer park from the mouth of the Two Hearted. Very dusty, but freshly graded and a lot less washboarded than at other times.
So, we drove up CR 500 then angled east toward the Two Hearted and came upon this FedEx truck. This driver has to have the greatest route in America. Except in winter.
The way it works sometimes is that if I dont' tell Shanahan it's okay to take a walk, he mule dogs, hoping I will come along. When he goes into mule-dog mode, you can't move him without superhuman strength. And he knows it.

More Photographic Evidence from Summer Sojourn

Geez, all this work. A guy's gotta have a nap in the sun once in awhile!

Agate python. Brenda Stinson had seen this piece of driftwood for years and one night set it on table on our deck. Looked like a python to me, so I did a little carving and a lot of painting. Since then I'm hearing Max has had snakemares, so prolly no more snakes next summer!

Closeup of Krag-Jorgenson

This is fad, at least in the UP. People build these teepee-like structures of driftwood. Suffering wannabe architects? Never actuallly saw anyone working on one of these. They just sort of appear — put their by aliens maybe?
Agate patterns abound in nature, layer upon layer.
See? More agate patterning.
Max Stinson and Robochef Peterson, post-plinking with 30/40 original 1896 Krag-Jorgenson (180 grain bullet).
Father and Daughter take a break from agate hunting. Max Stinson of Deer Park, and Jen Gabriel of Los Angeles.
Hanging snakes out to dry.
Brook trout water of the best quality.
Our front yard on Muskallonge Lake.
Looks like a bear....
Making morning notes.
Moon beams.
Found on beach. No idea what it is, except BIG and ugly!
This is the right way to decorate the little building out back, eh.
You have to pick debris from bloobs before putting pans into freezer. After couple days we empty frozen berries into Baggies. We brought home three gallons of wild bloobs, enough to last breakfasts for winter. Great crop. Last year berry pickers were still picking in October. This year? We'll see.
Sunk in sugar sand at Rainy Lake. But Lonnie and Donn walked to cabin *4-5 miles and called Mike Brown of Deer Park Lodge, who got Jeff Ross of Pine Stump Junction to come pull the Green Streamer loose. He says to me, "Don't you know this is Chevy country?"
"Uh Heywood, are you SURE you want to sit there?"