Hoarfrost Highway

A Saturday afternoon, interrupted I thought, turns into an unexpected unforgettable moment. A drive from Jordan to Maple Lake. Actually 90 moments there. And 90 back. Same estimated time freeway or back way…so back way it is. And leaving Jordan we have no idea what we are in store for. So a couple stops, and three times back home for the forgotten item, we head on down the highway.

The Hoarfrost Highway

Turns out to be the Hoarfrost Highway!

Hoarfrost Trees

hoar·frost [hawr-frawst, -frost, hohr-]
Origin: 1250–1300; Middle English hor-frost.
— noun
Also called: white frost a deposit of needle-like ice crystals formed on the ground by direct condensation at temperatures below freezing point

Hoarfrost Lake

One great thing is the rule for this ride: No iPod. No cell phone. Just talking. It’s me, and my teenage son. Turns out we never even turned on the radio.

Hoarfrost Field

So I have him grab the camera that I brought along (indented to take photos at the New Prague Library’s Historical Society Exhibit that I was planning on visiting when I get back to town).

Hoarfrost Pines

And as we roam on down the highway, he snaps the photos. And along the way we talk!

Hoarfrost Steeple

After about 50 photos he says to me, “Can I stop taking pictures. And just experience the beauty?” Yes, my THIRTEEN YEAR OLD BOY says those words! It must be incredible scenery!!

Hoarfrost Willow

So as we continue the ride… we share stories. Places we want to visit. Ghost story shows we’ve seen. His are better (scarier that is!) than mine. Great! I’m on my own for the return trip home.

Hoarfrost Cemetary

For the return trip, I make many stops along the side of the road to take some close-ups of this frost. With so much surface on the frost, the light really has a lot of area to reflect light. Even on this overcast day, with only small moments of sun glowing through the haze.

Hoarfrost Closeup

You can really see the frost protruding like needles.

Hoarfrost Fence

And after all this detail, I stop to see the forest through the trees. The large vision is gorgeous! And then my camera tells me: “Battery exhausted.” It’s done a fine job, over 100 photos hoping for that great one. And it’s done. And as I drive past that forest, the hoarfrost is done as well. It lasted all afternoon, but only out on that drive. From town I had no idea what was waiting to be experienced on the road.

Hoarfrost Forest

Inspirational!

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About TresaKnox

Owner/Innkeeper of Nicolin Mansion since 2003, I have had a lifelong passion for hospitality, decorating, and cooking. After honeymooning on Mackinac Island, my husband Kevin and I fell in love with B&Bs and began seeking them out for anniversary and birthday celebrations. We found mentors in New Ulm, created a list of features in the perfect building, and then fell in love with Jordan and the Nicolin Mansion. I should have started this years ago, as the process of restoring and creating our bed and breakfast would have been an interesting chronicle. We hope you enjoy the notes of an innkeeper's life and what one finds interesting, amusing, and noteworthy.
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2 Responses to Hoarfrost Highway

  1. BEAUTIFUL! Nothing more can be said.

  2. Pamela says:

    I remember that day and it was a marvel. Thank you for capturing all the beauty and excitement of the magical frost!

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