So far, the answer has been "not much" -- and we are not complaining.
The morning of Saturday (the 11th) was idled away when Lew fell asleep. The afternoon was largely taken up by another trip up Brockway mountain to use the cell phone. Bobbi's mother had been experiencing considerable back pain, and Bobbi was anxiously following the results of mother's various medical consultations.
On the morning of Sunday (the 12th) we actually made it to church for the first time on this trip. Bobbi actually rolled out of bed early enough to make an 8:30 AM service at the little Lutheran chapel on the west side of town (while Lew dogsat), and was back in plenty of time to dogsit while Lew took in 11:30 mass at Our Lady of the Pines. This is a beautiful log mission on the west edge of the park/east edge of town.


Nowadays, where else can you find a Catholic church open 24/7, 365 days a year?
Like the campground bathrooms, the interior is very Adirondack-y:

The images inside are folklike, attractive, and most of all, restful:



Echoed in the little garden outside: 
The priest from Calumet came up to celebrate. It is hard to understand how he accomplishes it all, since he is responsible for the two Catholic churches in Calumet and three missions north of there. On top of these duties, he was born and raised in southern India, and English is not his first language. But the mass was very well attended, perhaps more than 100 people.
Monday (the 13th) was another rather idle day. Lew drove the mile or so into town to get a WI-FI signal so that he could download email and financial records, and upload an update of this file. Late in the afternoon he walked to the shore of Lake Superior, just across the road, where he photographed the bell bouy (above) and the vistas along the lake.
In the middle of the night Tuesday (the 14th) morning, Saphire became sick and had a diarrhial stool accompanied by much pain. Bobbi and I were both greatly worried about her, but come morning she seemed her same old obnoxious husky self. We needed supplies that could not be obtained in Copper Harbor, so Bobbi proposed that we make our first trip "into town." So we trekked 40 miles down slow twisty US-41, first to Laurium, where we ate lunch at Toni's Country Kitchen, home of the best pasties in the UP. Then we crossed over to the west side of US-41 and Calumet. In the most northerly shopping center in the Keweenaw peninsula we restocked on gasoline, food, and sundries. Then we trekked back to Copper Harbor as quickly as possible in order to get the perishables into the refrigerator. After this expedition was finished, Lew again drove into town for another internet session.
Today (Wednesday the 15th) was COLD. Not that every day has not been cool all the time we have been in Copper Harbor, but today was COLD. We wore long-sleeved shirts even in the afternoon, and sweats in the evening. I would guess the high for the day was no more than 65.
This morning Lew went to town for another internet session to upload the updated version of this file and sent notices to relatives and friends informing them of the URL. After he returned, Bobbi decided to go into town for a fish dinner. After another dessert of Jilbert's ice cream, we continued on up Brockway mountain again. This time not only did we both make our cell phone calls, but on the way back Bobbi stopped at several different places to photograph the beautiful vistas (including views of a Lilliputian Copper Harbor). Only when we returned to the campground did she discover that none of her photos had been recorded, for some reason neither of us could ever figure out. So after supper she consoled herself with a movie (DVD).
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