On the Road Pt.3 - UP Michigan
I'll never be a Yooper--
one born and bred in the Michigan UP or Upper Peninsula, which runs east west under Lake Superior.
My kid and I will always be Trolls--living below the bridge--or the Mackinac Bridge which joins the Mich mitten and its UP.
Those of us born in the lower states are considered trolls forever.
But I have coined a new name--we are Noopers--or new Yoopers, since we now spend part of the year in the REALLY UP or the Keewanah Peninsula which is the upper upper upper UP.
Once you cross the Bridge--like the City (AKA NYC), there is only one Bridge, the light changes and the temp drops, warm sunshine and cool breezes underneath. It is the light that is so lovely--clear and soft.
Lunch today has been in a tiny family restaurant called Rosies of Tylene's, a 1950s style family owned motel and eatery.
The lightly battered local whitefish and fresh brewed iced-tea hit the spot after 2 1/2 hours driving.
Sherry, our server, shows me where we are on the Michigan map--a tiny spot west of tiny Cook--on the Great Bay De Noc. Across Highway 2 is a beautiful view of Lake Michigan.
Sherry shows me the page in the menu that describes the Yooper Creation Story--whereby in the beginning, God created the Upper Peninsula (UP) on the first day and then da partridge, da bear, da fish...on the 5th day he said let there be ...trolls to live down below.
We'll be living up here for a time...Heard on the radio at Rosies that the All -Stars game with 49 hall of Famers will be in The Bronx tonight.






We pass the turn off to Kent State while listening to The Animals singing their rendition of "House of the Rising Sun"--which was the ruin of many a young man... 
