Remember this? I am happy to report that there is much rejoicing! However, we will have to downgrade our plans for a glass-bottomed-kayak-based, kite-wreck tour and settle for a kite-wreck museum.
My aunt has reported the lost kite found. I am told that my cousin spotted it, from the guest house with binoculars no less, not far from where it went down. My uncle and cousin retrieved it, and my uncle has promised to bring its battered body home to us when they travel along the north shore of Lake Michigan, over the Straits of Mackinac, south past Lake Huron and between Lakes Erie and Ontario to my parents’ home in late February 2012.
Yet to be determined: Will Gordon Lightfoot pen a song we can play on endless loop in the museum gift shop?
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee…