“If
you’re lucky, you’ll eventually find a few minutes to free your mind, let your
wheels spin, and drift away to a place where something brilliant might wash up
upon the shore…” Rick
Bannister, The Smith Journal
Last November my 5-year-old daughter Frances “Frankie” and I
set off for our once-a-year weekend together, bound for Northern Minnesota and
a cabin on the shore of Lake Superior.
Travel “up North” is something most of us in Minnesota look forward to
and welcome as often as we can accommodate. It’s a destination that signifies something that is hard to
put in words. It seems it’s what
it lacks that pulls you in, more so than what it offers. Regardless of ones motive, the
possibilities are endless amid the wilderness and waters of our some 10,000
plus lakes.
While we departed with cloudy skies and windshield wipers
humming, rain or shine we were once again excited to be leaving town together.
Along our route the weather turned increasingly cold, with clouds growing
thicker and winds gaining strength.
I knew long before we arrived that my idea of hiking through the woods along the waters edge, was not what Frankie would consider fun amid weather
like this.
Lake Superior, the largest of the Great Lakes, signifies in
many ways the gateway to the north woods.
The vastness and the unpredictable nature of the water is something that
keeps it engaging in terms of trying to figure it out, trying to take it all
in. Upon arrival to the cabin
approximately 5 hours north of Minneapolis the temperature was just barely
above freezing. The winds were
blazing across the water with surf hitting the shore in a way that many at the
resort, including myself, had not often experienced but were excited to be
witness to. I awoke several times
during our first night, sleeping some 50 feet from the surging waves that
pounded the shore and windows of our seemingly snug, yet audibly uninsulated
cabin. Throughout the night the
storm continued to grow, ratcheting up its intensity by the hour.
In the morning after stoking the fire and a slow breakfast
Frankie and I set out to explore.
Just steps from our door Frankie was quick to advise she’d had
enough. I brought her in and
contemplated heading back out, camera in hand for whatever I might be able to
capture. I was now pleased I had
packed at least a few essential pieces of equipment. I figured I’d last about 10 minutes, but was certain I would
come away with visuals unlike any I’ve captured of the lake in the past.
The North 47° motion edit, named by the geographic
coordinates of the storm, was captured that morning in no more than an hour of
shooting. Time in the elements was
punctuated by many breaks to the cabin with Frankie tearing off paper towels to
help dry both camera, lenses, and my face. With feet firmly rooted and backside to the wind I was able
to grab no more than 2-3 second video clips, not sure what if anything would
ever become of the footage. It was one of the most extreme conditions I’ve ever
shot in. Upon retiring to the
cabin I found the view from our upstairs bedroom window almost as interesting as the waters edge. Racking or shifting focus
from blowing trees and surging waves to water droplets running down the window
offered a quieter element to what I had just been struggling to capture
outside.
Needless to say it was an exciting edit to see come to
life. All video clips that I
captured were shot in slow motion at 60 frames per second (60 fps), a look that
many in the realm of video are currently drawn to as camera technology
continues to evolve. NathanielSchmidt, one of our most recent partners in the world of video put the footage
together against an audio track that quiets and compliments the wind, waves,
and turbulent nature of the footage. Upon completion we taped the talents of Coelement for graphic animation.
I am appreciative of each and every hour I am able to steal
away to the North Shore, especially one-on-one adventures such as this with my
kids. Lake
Superior never ceases to offer something humbling, regardless of the season...

North 47º - A Lake Superior Storm