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A long time ago, I was a child. (I started out as Cathy First from Colon, Mi.) For the past several years I’ve been an adult. A lot of things went on between those two stages of life; probably no more or no less than anyone elses. My husband and I moved to “da U .P” from southern Lower Michigan several years ago (yes we were trolls at one time). We owned and operated and operate Clementz’s Northcountry Campground and Cabins just north of Newberry, Michigan until May 2015. We have grown kids and grandkids (who all live downstate). My passion is life and all that Nature has to offer us and trying to photograph it in unique ways. Our intention in life is to see all that Nature has to offer us. We hope that you will be a part of our adventures as we cruise through our lives together. Come back often!

Thursday, November 13, 2008


Hey, I know I said I was done with vacation talk but there is something I forgot to tell you about.

When we were camping at Fort Boonesborough State Park, we noticed 3 what we assumed were stray cats. They all looked well fed but after talking with some “neighbor” campers, we concluded it was because of people giving them handouts or the cats “raiding” fire pits, etc.

There was one in particular who was very friendly; a pretty white and gray female. We did not encourage her to be at our campsite but she seemed to enjoy it there.

We left in the dark the morning we started our homeward journey and didn’t see the cat around so figured she must’ve finally given up (I had gotten up earlier in the night and she was sleeping under the picnic table). We didn’t hear any “cat screams” when we started the truck so felt secure she wasn’t in the engine.

About 3 hours on the road, we found a Cracker Barrel and stopped for breakfast. The place was packed, but then I think they always are. About another 3 hours after that and well into Ohio, we stopped at a rest area. When we came out about 10 minutes later, there was that cat sitting by the curb, cleaning her self! WE COULDN’T BELIEVE IT! She totally ignored us, which was fine because we did NOT want a cat.

All I could visualize was this cat balanced on one of the truck axles, its claws wrapped around that axle holding on for one of its 9 dear lives, ears and whiskers flattened against her head due to the 60 mph winds and wondering what in the hell she’d gotten herself into.

I realize in a way this IS a sad story, but I’m trying not to think about that part of it. I prefer to focus on a wide eyed cat, heading down the highway with every appendage (including the tail) wrapped around something to hang on. Someplace, somewhere there is the perfect cartoon drawing of this cat….

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