UPDATE FROM MINNESOTA
For family fun you cannot beat driving along the north shore of Lake Superior (or, as the Indians called it, "Lake Erie") looking at the scenery and slowly but steadily consuming an RV-sized box of Cheez-Its from Costco. The scenery is highly scenic, and there is plenty of excellent shopping:
This particular store sold both frozen smelt and leeches:
It's so hard to find frozen leeches these days...
Posted by: snif | July 26, 2005 at 05:51 AM
Let it never be said that I missed the opportunity to point out that Frozen Smelt wgagnfarb from Finland.
Posted by: Zaphod | July 26, 2005 at 05:54 AM
And that it wbagnfarb if I didn't have fumble fingers today.
Posted by: Zaphod | July 26, 2005 at 05:55 AM
there is a fish joke here. I smelt it.
(groan)
Posted by: neophyte | July 26, 2005 at 05:55 AM
Cold filtered and never heat pasteurized, frozen smelt is favored 2 to 1 by those who even know what the hell smelt is.
Dave, will you be taking a canoe on the boundary waters while you're up there, or just hanging around the Beaver House?
Posted by: Christobol | July 26, 2005 at 05:57 AM
Any guess on the first few letters of the word ending in --cks proudly emblazoned on the 'beaver house' but partially, enticingly obscured by the pickup truck? No really, I'm curious.
Posted by: tj | July 26, 2005 at 05:58 AM
Minnesota, eh?
leeches, donuts and Cheez-its...
my life is complete
(btw... first...)
Posted by: snif | July 26, 2005 at 05:59 AM
Any guess on the first few letters of the word ending in --cks proudly emblazoned on the 'beaver house' but partially, enticingly obscured by the pickup truck? No really, I'm curious.
Posted by: tj | July 26, 2005 at 06:01 AM
"Live from the Beaver House, please put your hands together for MC DB and the Frozen Leeches"
'course, I just like saying "Beaver House"
"Beaver House"
"Beaver House"
Posted by: Russell | July 26, 2005 at 06:04 AM
Really sorry for the double post. I waited and waited and thought the program had crashed and then waited some more before clicking the little 'post' button thingy again. Really, I really did. Please believe me!
Posted by: tj | July 26, 2005 at 06:05 AM
Frozen smelt AND leeches? Save some room for dessert, Dave. There has to be a "Glazed Rat on a Stick" stand somewhere.
Posted by: Punkin Poo | July 26, 2005 at 06:07 AM
Dave,
If you can hack roughing it, go rent a canoe and spend a few days at the Boundry Waters Canoe Area. It's gorgeous. No motorized water crafts, land vehicles, or crapcams allowed.
Posted by: PollyPI | July 26, 2005 at 06:08 AM
Other questions to ponder concerning the store front:
Shouldn't that be a beaver leaping through the building instead of a fish?
Is that a blue shirt Dave's wearing? (Never mind...that's a silly question that could have been answered "yes" without even seeing the picture).
Didja ever notice that "maps" spelled backward is "spam"?
Is Dave ever going to upgrade to CrapCam v2.0?
Posted by: Zaphod | July 26, 2005 at 06:09 AM
TJ -- Taking into consideration this is not a high end store (or maybe in this here part of Minnesota it is), my guess is either SIX PACKS or BEEF STICKS.
Posted by: snif | July 26, 2005 at 06:10 AM
have you bought yourselves some cheese-head hats yet?
Posted by: queensbee | July 26, 2005 at 06:12 AM
snif - way to burst my bubble. the name 'beaver house' with the suggestively penetrating pike (or is it a muskie) got me all Freudian for a minute there. i'm better now.
Posted by: tj | July 26, 2005 at 06:19 AM
Why are the smelt frozen? Do fish like TV dinners?
(I'm assuming they're used as bait. And I do realize they have to be chilled. Nobody likes the smell of melting smelt.)
Posted by: Maud | July 26, 2005 at 06:21 AM
It says LIVE Leeches! NOT frozen. These can still suck the blood right out of ya'. Be careful Dave.
Posted by: jp | July 26, 2005 at 06:21 AM
zaphod, ummm yes on the spam. isn't spam made from leeches and smelt?
Posted by: crossgirl | July 26, 2005 at 06:21 AM
queensbee, you're thinking of Wisconsin
Posted by: ceeg22 | July 26, 2005 at 06:33 AM
Seeing Dave in his blue shirt again I feel all warm, fuzzy and safe again...
Posted by: Eleanor | July 26, 2005 at 06:57 AM
Road to Hong Kong
"I no shmelled shmelt. You shmell shmelt? Of all the shmelt I ever shmelled, that's the worst shmelt I shmelled."
Posted by: Bob Hope | July 26, 2005 at 07:03 AM
So I'm sitting here, reading the blog, and my seven year old comes in and says, "Whatcha doin'?" and I say, "I'm reading a story about leeches and smelt" and she says "First who smelt it dealt it!!"
Ahhhh, the innocence of youth....
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | July 26, 2005 at 07:03 AM
Road to Hong Kong
"I no shmelled shmelt. You shmell shmelt? Of all the shmelt I ever shmelled, that's the worst shmelt I shmelled."
Posted by: Bob Hope | July 26, 2005 at 07:06 AM
Aunt Nancy - sounds like you have a Baby Blogger in the making! *snif* You must be so proud!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | July 26, 2005 at 07:19 AM
Dave standing next to the biggest one in town.
Posted by: Amy | July 26, 2005 at 07:21 AM
Yes, Punkin, I am. She's a chip off the ol' blog.
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | July 26, 2005 at 07:22 AM
*Beep Beep*
Show us your pike!
Posted by: Amy | July 26, 2005 at 07:26 AM
Dave - do us a favor and tell Ron to lay off the Cheez-Its and get back to work, the phone calls are rolling in.
Posted by: Guedo | July 26, 2005 at 07:27 AM
Frozen leaches, live leaches, smelt and beavers?? I was following a fishing intensive theme there until the beavers appeared in the mix.
Posted by: Somewhere North | July 26, 2005 at 07:29 AM
Considering the extensive and luscious menu, I'd say the "-cks sign" is probably "snacks."
Good eats.
Posted by: Amy | July 26, 2005 at 07:37 AM
ah, but it could be ducks. that would tie into the whole leech, beaver, smelt thing. maybe they sell, or sell to, all aquatic species.
Posted by: crossgirl | July 26, 2005 at 07:49 AM
Or perhaps chicks - continuing with the fowl theme.
Posted by: Zaphod | July 26, 2005 at 08:01 AM
shouldn't that be *foul*?
Posted by: crossgirl | July 26, 2005 at 08:17 AM
What do you sell to ducks--quackers?
*Boo! Hiss!*
*Cowers and protects self from thrown tomatoes*
Posted by: Amy | July 26, 2005 at 08:27 AM
queenbee: trying to buy a cheese head hat in Minnesota could get you shot
maud: smelt are frozen because, once they thaw, they turn to mush, which makes it really hard to put them on a hook - the fish don't seem to know the difference between a live fish and a frozen one hanging from a hook
growing up in ND, I learned the hard way that smelt are not good for breakfast, even fried, and even if you cut the heads off first (end of a long ice fishing/camping trip during which the food ran out, the fish weren't biting, and we were really hungry - but not that hungry).
Posted by: TCK | July 26, 2005 at 08:54 AM
TCK - why would you go fishing for ice?
*blinks eyes innocently*
What?
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | July 26, 2005 at 09:06 AM
reminds me of a sign that my aunt saw at a convenience store in maine (from whence i hail):
EAT HERE
GET GAS
WE HAVE WORMS
i think i might rather have smelt ... not leeches though
Posted by: OriginalEnigma | July 26, 2005 at 09:09 AM
Aunt Nancy - the ice is to keep the beer cold, of course
Posted by: TCK | July 26, 2005 at 09:16 AM
Here in NH we have a convenience store with a large sign reading "Lunch Specials". Underneath is listed
Pepsi $.99
Doritoes $1.99 (yes, they did spell it that way)
Live Bait
Good eatin', yes? Hate to see what the Dinner Specials are.
Posted by: Kilmeny | July 26, 2005 at 09:39 AM
tj
maybe it says "Ricks". ya know,like, the owner's name? maybe?
Posted by: lollyk | July 26, 2005 at 10:42 AM
Fed Duck hasn't posted yet, but we all know he is wondering who the lady with the nice rack is in the top photo.
Posted by: Brad | July 26, 2005 at 10:45 AM
OK, guys, listen up.
I called The Beaver House!!!!!
Spoke with a really nice man, Tyson Cronberg.
The mystery is solved!
That sign, the one that ends with "-cks"?
Well, I have the answer, and you will be snorking all over the place. So, please, grab the Windex and a paper towel.
It reads "BEAVER FLICKS."
I am NOT making this up!
Beaver Flicks (aside from being a great name for those no-no movies) are fishing lures they make and sell. Fishing lures.
Why Dave decided not to treat us to that is open for discussion (so to speak).
Amy
Your intrepid reporter
Posted by: Amy | July 26, 2005 at 11:04 AM
You quit making fun of my house! *pouts*
Posted by: Angela Beaverhousen | July 26, 2005 at 01:09 PM
amy, *SNORKING into paper towel* way to go!!!
Posted by: just laughin' | July 26, 2005 at 01:26 PM
way to go Amy...THANKS
Beaver Flicks at the Beaver House!!... *choke*
cold shower time...
Posted by: Russell | July 26, 2005 at 01:35 PM
Wow, multiple misspellings of the same word in one post. And it isn't even 10:00 at night!
Of course "Beave" would be Jerry Mathers.
Posted by: alanboss | July 26, 2005 at 03:05 PM
Heh. Dave said, "Bever House!" Heh.
And Amy said, "Beave Flicks." Heh, heh.
**SNORK**
Posted by: alanboss | July 26, 2005 at 03:06 PM
Oh, look. I'm time traveling again.
Posted by: alanboss | July 26, 2005 at 03:06 PM
WTG Amy, that was great. Almost derailed my train on thought on that one. Now, if you haven't been blessed w/ the scent of it, is it still smelt?.....ok, I am done.
Posted by: amused | July 26, 2005 at 03:20 PM
Not only does it say "BEAVER FLICKS" as Amy reports, the last time I saw the sign it was painted in a way that the L and I suggestively run together to create another letter. They may have since repainted it to be less obvious, but deep down I sincerely hope not.
Grand Marais is a beautiful town. Right across the street from where the picture was taken is a bizarrely fantastic little pizza joint named "Sven and Ole's." You know it's authentic Italian food when it's made by a guy named Sven. They even offer a Lutefisk pizza for the really, really brave.
Posted by: sidehike | July 26, 2005 at 03:21 PM
I blame the typo daemons for that last post mess up....
Posted by: not amused | July 26, 2005 at 03:25 PM
*zips in*
*Applauds everyone who has posted here*
I can't remember the last time I enjoyed an entire thread this much - Bravo!!!!
Posted by: Eleanor | July 26, 2005 at 03:28 PM
The CKS is the end of the word flicks. "Beaver Fli(cks)" is a lure the owners son designed. Where beavers live so swim fish. The one flying through the building is a walleye with a speaker mounted in its mouth. Originaly when the FLICKS portion of the sign was painted the I blended into the L giving the impression of a U and pissing off old ladys all over town. The leeches they sell don't suck blood and would be useless frozen. They have received numerous mail delevieries meant for a porn shop in Duluth.
Posted by: Ohm | April 02, 2006 at 04:37 PM