Posted on 11/10/2019 4:52:02 AM PST by NOBO2012
Each year, those of us who live surrounded by the Great Lakes commemorate the sinking of the The SS Edmund Fitzgerald in a hellacious Lake Superior storm on November 10, 1975 resulting in the loss of the entire crew of 29. The early wicked cold bearing down on the Great Lakes this year is very much like it was that fateful November 44 years ago. Dewey from Detroit began our annual commemoration night back in 2009, a bleak period in America so we didn’t find the somewhat maudlin memorializing of another tragedy so strange; it was more like singing the blues.
I try to continue the tradition each year because Great Lake shipping is about as American as a job can get, and the men who worked the freighters are a special breed – the Mike Rowe dirty jobs kind of men that have built and maintained American greatness for generations.
From the Great Lakes Shipwreck Museum:
The S.S. Edmund Fitzgerald was conceived as a business enterprise of the Northwestern Mutual Life Insurance Company of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Northwestern Mutual contracted with Great Lakes Engineering Works of Ecorse, Michigan to construct a “maximum sized” Great Lakes bulk carrier. Her keel was laid on August 7, 1957 as Hull No. 301.
At 729 feet and 13,632 gross tons she was the largest ship on the Great Lakes, for thirteen years, until 1971.
If you’re wondering how a ship so massive can be destroyed by a lake, here are a few facts about Lake Superior where the Fitzgerald went down:
1. Lake Superior is, by surface area, the world's largest freshwater lake.
2. The surface area of Lake Superior (31,700 square miles or 82,170 square kilometers) is greater than the combined areas of Vermont, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Connecticut, and New Hampshire.
3. Lake Superior contains as much water as all the other Great Lakes combined, even if you throw in two extra Lake Eries.
4. Lake Superior contains 10% of all the earth's fresh surface water.
5. There is enough water in Lake Superior (3 quadrillion gallons) to flood all of North and South America to a depth of one foot.
6. The deepest point in Lake Superior (about 40 miles north of Munising, Michigan) is 1,300 feet (400 meters) below the surface.
7. The Lake Superior shoreline, if straightened out, could connect Duluth and the Bahama Islands.
8. The lake is about 350 miles (563 km) in length and 160 miles (257 km) in width.
9. In the summer, the sun sets more than 35 minutes later on the western shore of Lake Superior than at its southeastern edge.
10. Lake Superior has over 400 islands, the largest of which is Isle Royale, with a size of 207 square miles.
11. Waves of over 40 feet in height have been recorded on Lake Superior.
12. Travel by car around Lake Superior covers a distance of about 1,300 miles.
They don’t call them inland oceans for naught.
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As the evening is dedicated to the memory of sea-faring men there’s really only one drink on offer:
So the story goes sometime after World War 1, the Dark ‘n Stormy was born. It has its origins in a Ginger Beer factory that was run by the Royal Naval Officer’s Club. The sailors soon discovered that a hefty splash of the local Gosling’s Black Seal rum was a great addition to the Ginger Beer.
As for the name the Dark ‘n Stormy, it was coined by a sailor who, while enjoying the cocktail, commented that it was the color of a cloud only a fool or a dead man would sail under.
As you can’t patent a drink recipe, you can trademark a name and that’s what Goslings did with the Dark ‘n Stormy. Kind of like what Pusser’s Rum did with their Painkiller cocktail. So if you make a Dark ‘n Stormy with anything other than Gosling’s dark rum, you’re breaking the law.
Unmixed you can see where the drink’s name came from
In a tall glass filled with ice add 4 – 5 oz of Gosling’s Stormy Ginger Beer and top with Gosling’s Black Seal Rum. Garnish with a lime wedge (optional).
The Gales of November®:
Not wanting to “break the law,” Dewey From Detroit trademarked the name “Gales of November®” to commemorate the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald with a modified recipe, replacing the Bermuda ginger beer with Vernors Ginger Ale – because that’s what we drink around here.
Although honestly, it has gotten sweeter over the years so if you prefer Fever Tree or Bundaberg feel free; but please - no spiced rum. That’s for pirates.
Our memorial begins with a delicious Gales of November© or if you, like VSGPDJT, don’t imbibe, just enjoy a glass of Vernors on the rocks. Because it’s what we drink…well, you know.
Now, beverage in hand, sit back and listen to the best sea shanty ever composed:
Gordon Lightfoot: “The Wreck of The Edmund Fitzgerald”
Bonus footage:
Posted from: MOTUS A.D.
I get up in Duluth. At 15, until I was 16, I delivered papers on a morning route 7 days a week. Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall, I would get up at 4:00 am just so I could finish my route in time to get to school.
In the summer I used a wagon to pull my papers, in the winter I use a sled. Some times the weather was well below 40 below with the wind. I remember putting bread bags on my socks and then a couple more pair of socks before I put my older brothers boots on to keep my toes from freezing. I wore long johns and a couple pair of pants. Wrapped up with a scarf and a stocking hat that never seemed to keep my ears warm enough. My fingers freezing, even with the best gloves my Mom could buy. yet I still delivered them day in and day out, sometimes late, but always delivered them.
One day it took me 5 hours to deliver the Sunday paper, because of the news on the front page of two friends I was with the night before who got hit by a drunk driver after I left them to go home. I had to get up early, or I too would be dead.
My dog Prancer would come every day. If I was late, she was already waiting at the corner watching the papers so no one would stole any. In the Winter, little old ladies would let us in to warm up a bit. I got hot cocoa, she got a biscuit or maybe a warm piece of meat.
After I sold the route to another kid, my dog still followed the route for over a year. I came home from the service and my Mom told me the kid who had the route, told her he was shocked that a protective dog came, with the route.
Lake Superior is a wicked monster, awaiting any fool who thinks he is a bad ass. Many a body was found miles up North, if found at all, because the fools dared the lake by climbing over the barriers to go to then end of the pier during to the light house during a November storm.
Haven’t been back there in almost 40 years.
+1. Thanks for taking the time. On a project at work or I’d comment more.
:)
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