Wow! Mooses and Bearses AND Pasties! I can’t wait!

We lived many years in Grass Valley, California, where there was a large hard rock gold mine that used lots of Cornish workers. Just like the U.P., Grass Valley was imprinted with the mark of pasties. It’s so strange how some kinds of cultural transfer take root. Although with Pasties, it’s pretty obvious. They’re pretty good.

“ As a retiree, I expend a lot of effort trying to avoid stress”

Amen, brother

I somehow missed the first post about this upcoming tour, so I'm playing catch up here. I'm really looking forward to reading about your trip through the U.P. We did a road trip through the U.P. some number of years ago that included a couple nights of camping. I'm pretty sure I remember a gang of large mosquitos that tried to pick up our tent at some point. Or it could have been the wind. No, no, definitely mosquitos. Would love to get back there some day. It was beautiful, view-blockers and all.

I hope nobody reads the comments section of my journal, because then I can use "Loop of the Yoop" and nobody will know I stole that clever phrase from you.

P.S. Congratulations on your retirement, and it's nice to see you're joining the Legion of Local Bike Tourists.

Looking forward to your loop through the Yoop. (mind you, "Yoop"still has those red squiggly lines underneath it). With retirement this year, I'm doing a bunch of tours, and one of those fits in with the touring locally. I'm going back to riding the entire Big Creek Greenway, Silver Comet, and Chief Ladiga trails back-to-back in the Southeast.

Really looking forward to your adventure and your "number of pasties consumed" statistics.

That was a major faux pas in the U.P., Mark. Even Yoopers know that a pasty, with the long A sound, is something one sees in a strip club. If it's any consolation, I too have been embarrassed by mispronunciations during my travels.

Heather and I took a road trip to the UP about a decade ago, which is when I learned the correct pronunciation of a pasty. I'd read about them, but never heard anyone say the name out loud, and when I ordered a pasty (and pronounced the A as in "taste" instead of "last") I got the look of "You ain't from around these parts, are ya?"

Too bad, because the combination of words "tasty" and "pasty" SHOULD rhyme, but they don't.

Pictured Rocks is also excellent.

Porcupine Mountains are on my list to ski and hike! I've kind of stuck to the Pictured Rocks area so far. I lived in the Chicago area for nearly 20 years before I started going to the UP, which really seems like an oversight.

Nope, nein, nada .. whatever the blog spot says/ is.. 🤣

By the way, Chef G. did respond to your comment about mayonnaisse on his blog, but I'm not sure Blogspot sends a notification about that.

Thanks Led. Pasty hunting is the best hunting of all, though a lot of deer-hunting Yoopers may disagree. But that's only because pasties are much easier to catch in the U.P than deer.

Boring? Nothing is boring where food is concerned 🤪

It is similar to an empanada, but less sophisticated, which makes them right up my alley. Thank you for checking out Chef G.'s blog. That saves me from having to go into some extremely boring detail about the differences between pasties and empanadas.

Happy pasty hunting