Author: rakemag

  • Will Steger’s Greatest Hits

    1944
    Will Steger born and raised in Richfield, the second of eight children

    1959
    Steger, a freshman at Benilde, buys a motorboat and, with his brother, drives it down the Missippippi–and back

    1963
    Steger devises a kayak trek to the headwaters of the Yukon River. It involves a long portage—over the Rocky Mountains

    1967
    Steger graduates from St. Thomas with a degree in geology

    1970
    Steger moves permanently to his Ely property and teaches outdoor skills

    1982
    Steger makes his first major dogsled expedition in northern Canada

    1986
    In his first professional expedition, Steger leads the first dogsled team ever to reach the North Pole

    1988
    Traverse of Greenland is the longest dogsled expedition in history

    1989
    The Traverse of Antarctica is the first dogsled team ever in Antarctica

    1997
    Steger’s last polar expedition—solo from North Pole to Ellesmere Island—is aborted

    2003
    Arctic Transect

    Follow the new expedition at www.PolarHusky.com

  • What’s a “Transect”?

    Mille Porsild agrees that the life of an explorer can seem awfully selfish. “You think about it all the time, leaving your loved ones behind,” she says. Most of Porsild’s immediate family is halfway around the world in her native Denmark. But some of them are right here: Her husband Paul Pregont and, arguably the most important part of the team, their thirty sled dogs. Like most modern explorers, Porsild and Pregont wrestle all the time with balancing a spiritual love of wide open (empty) spaces with a professional calling to educate and interact. The trick, of course, is finding a way to make a living doing both. To that end, they founded an online adventure education program called NOMADS.

    In the past, explorers simply found someone with deep pockets to sponsor their treks. But in the modern age, especially as sponsorships have dried up along with record-book opportunities, they often fund their projects through teaching, lecturing, writing, or some other form of motivational soapboxing. Many though, like Porsild, Pregont, and Steger, are actually teachers by training and temperament. Ironically, they go into the wild specifically to connect with students around the globe—the children at the other end of the satellite uplink.

    In fact, the expedition itself may be the easy part, compared with the heavy burden of Transect’s educational mission. The expedition has an education director. He is Dr. Aaron Doering, a University of Minnesota expert on instructional systems. Doering is more educator than adventurer—this will be his first major expedition. But he lends real brainpower and technical skill to the team. He and Pregont will manage all the technical hardware and software that allows the team to connect, through Porsild’s curriculum, with millions of schoolchildren who will follow the expedition on the Web.

    The team has two main missions—one educational, the other scientific. In addition to the extensive curriculum in social studies and geography, they’ll conduct some hard science designed to confirm the reality of global warming and climate change. “We’re actually working with NASA to ground-truth the information they have about snow depths and UV radiation,” says Dr. Doering. He explains that some recalcitrant politicians still claim global warming is speculative, because no one has taken measurements on the ground in these remote locations. This expedition will help put to rest this insidious form of denial.

    There are two other members of the team. Hugh Dale-Harris is a Canadian explorer and educator with much experience in the Nunavut region. The youngest member of the team is Eric Dayton, a gifted young adventurer who has partnered with Steger many times in the past. Dayton’s father, Sen. Mark Dayton, has been a longtime friend, supporter, and tent-mate of Steger’s. The three have made numerous trips together, including a memorable trek in Alaska’s Arctic National Wildlife Refuge. The younger Dayton graduated this year from Williams College and has already shown signs of political mettle. Having spent a season working for the Natural Resources Defense Council, he recently made a few phone calls and secured the final round of funding for Transect—money the expedition desperately needed to make it back next spring. “It was the first time I’ve had a team member pick up the phone and get funding like that!” says Steger. “He’s an amazing young man.”

  • Peter Carey, My Life as a Fake

    Australian novelist Carey’s The True History of the Kelly Gang was an inventive explosion of the myth of outlaw national hero Ned Kelly. He continues pulling at the loose, frayed edges of legend in Fake, a tale that plays off a real-life scandalous Aussie literary hoax. Carey’s con artist, Chubb, forges the life’s work of a fictitious working-class poet named Bob McCorkle to humiliate a rival. But things go terribly wrong. The rival winds up dead, and then … McCorkle shows up. Conjured out of thin air, apparently, by some unknowing magic of Chubb’s. He’s a tough, leathery creature who makes growly threats out of lines like “he’d never tangled with a poet before.” And he’s quite irritated with his creator. It’s a thematic shift not unlike what Charlie Kaufman did in the last act of the film Adaptation—suddenly, Carey’s story is a weird echo of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein and an exploration of self-destruction and literary invention. Like Adaptation, Fake loses punch by never resolving the story it started telling, and that lack of cohesiveness makes the book feel about fifty pages overlong. Still, it’s an engaging and recommended read.

  • Mario Vargas Llosa, The Way to Paradise

    If you don’t like the society you live in, you can either try to change it or leave. In 1891, the painter Paul Gauguin left, fleeing bourgeois France for an existence filled with art and unashamed sensuality in Tahiti. In 1844, his grandmother Florita had embarked on a lifelong career of ardent political activism for workers’ rights and female equality. Vargas Llosa, the Peruvian grandmaster of letters, alternates chapter by chapter between these two divergent yet resonating lives, which somehow shared a common goal—building heaven here on Earth—if not much else. It’s a compelling pair of character studies, and we can’t help imagining that there’s a glimpse into what makes Vargas Llosa himself tick. His own attempts to combine careers as a civic leader and an artist have been disappointments at best; a failed 1989 campaign for the Peruvian presidency made him angrily declare that “literature and politics are mutually exclusive.” Sadly, he may be right.

  • The Best American Magazine Writing 2003

    In the publishing biz, excellence awards are often a travesty. If you win one, you’re brilliant. If you don’t, the judges are idiots. Just so, it’s gratifying to know that the American Society of Magazine Editors each year publishes a selection of what they consider the best magazine journalism of the previous year. We consider it a real service, and an exercise in transparency. If you browsed past them in their glossy form, here are Ian Frazier’s amazing story for Outside about icebergs and global warming; Michael Paterniti’s riveting exposé, in GQ, of a Nazi German book of anatomy illustrations; and Gary Smith’s dramatic reconstruction for Sports Illustrated of the rise and fall of George O’Leary, the Notre Dame football coach whose creative approach to résumé padding cost him his job (though of course he’s landed on his feet with the Minnesota Vikings.) Oddly, the best American magazine writing of the year does not include Top Doctors, Super Lawyers, or even a seafood lover’s guide to the Twin Cities, but you saved those issues, right?

  • Anthony Bukoski

    University of Wisconsin English professor Bukoski grew up—and still lives—in the Polish community of east-side Superior, Wisconsin. It’s been the setting for several books of short stories that form a kaleidoscopic portrait of Bukoski’s community, like Yoknapatawpha on the Gitchee Gummee. The latest, Time Between Trains, contains thirteen new tales that show Superior the way his people see it. In the title story, a lonely railroad inspector, the only Jewish man in town, strikes up an unlikely friendship with an isolated widow who lives near the tracks. “Closing Time” takes us through a bad night in the career of the well-meaning but overbearing accordion player at the local bar. And Bukoski, a Vietnam veteran, gives us what we can only imagine is a thinly disguised version of himself in younger days, in three stories about a nineteen-year-old corporal named Thaddeus, whom we first meet as he is stumbling drunk around town, unwilling to admit he’s terrified of going to war and poignantly unaware that he’s walking around for one last look at the town he might never see again. Bukoski has a deep well of empathy for his characters and does a nice job drawing out their emotions. If we could change one thing, it’d be his occasional bouts of clonking prose style.
    Ruminator, 1648 Grand Ave., St. Paul,
    (651) 699-0587, ruminator.com

  • The circus of tale

    Ghouls. Hags. Evil curses… Sure signs either that the family is headed to my house for holiday dinner this year, or that Jeune Lune has brought back Circus of Tales for a second year. Popular with audiences last year, The Circus of Tales combines the magic of Italian fables with a one-ring flying circus in a fantasy world featuring such familiar characters as the frog prince, the beautiful princess, the hungry ogre, and the fool. A number of stories from the folklore collection Il Pentamerone (or The Tale of Tales) are woven into one fable as seamlessly as the choreography swoops overhead. Directed by Robert Rosen and created by the Jeune Lune company, The Circus of Tales is a collaborative effort onstage and off. Five renowned aerialists from Xelias Aerial Productions perform breathtaking stunts and acrobatics alongside the Jeune Lune artists helping to illustrate the stories. The Circus of Tales is good, clean fun for the whole family, and with half-price tickets for children under twelve, it provides a well-deserved break from the hectic holiday season—especially if turkey dinner at your house resembles more of a high-flying food fight.
    Jeune Lune, 105 N. First St.,
    (612) 332-3968, www.jeunelune.org

  • Iranian Animation Showcase

    The short movies showing in this three-day, kid-friendly program can’t and don’t compete with the big-budget snazziness of Finding Nemo or Spirited Away. For these films, spanning thirty years of Iranian animation, the creative spark comes from the minds of the animators, not the wallets of the producers. The series is subtitled, but even pre-readers will probably enjoy the stories, which are more often than not nearly dialogue-free anyhow. And if a lesson about sharing, standing up to bullies, and being nice to each other isn’t universal, what is? U Film also screens The Traveler, the 1974 debut of Iran’s most highly acclaimed director, Abbas Kiarostami. It’s the tale of a soccer-crazy boy who turns to crime so he can buy tickets to a big game in Teheran, and should also appeal to children even if they don’t pick up on the thematic echoes to Vittorio De Sica’s The Bicycle Thief. You know how five-year-olds just go crazy for the 1940s Italian neorealism.
    U Film, 10 Church St. S.E.,
    (612) 3313-3134, www.ufilm.org
    Walker, 725 Vineland Place,
    (612) 375-7622, www.walkerart.org

    MOVIES
    British Television
    Advertising Awards
    Walker Art Center, December 5-28
    Thanks to the ubiquitous idiot box, we all see more thirty-second films in a week than feature-length ones in a year. It’s too bad, really. Very short movies are a perfectly valid artistic form, but our viewing habits make us resent them because they’re always buzzing around trying to sell us something. Still, the best really do approach the level of art. That’s one reason this compilation of the Queen’s best adverts is such a perennial Walker audience favorite. Another is, we’re all still trying to figure out what “marmite” is and why anyone would want a jar of it. The cleverness and wit that the award winners display here is formidable, and is still more entertaining than an evening at home watching American commercials, though that line’s been blurring every year. It’s a little disappointing to see how many of the British spots are for all-too-familiar products like McDonald’s and Nike, Cockney accent or not. Of course, England still has a distinct advantage in the production of emotionally wrenching public-service announcements of the sort unimaginable on U.S. screens.
    Walker, (612) 375-7622, www.walkerart.org

  • Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King

    Before investing three and a half hours into the final Rings film, there’s one or two things you should know. A) If you have ten and a half hours to spare, you may also want to see the first two movies again on the big screen, with all the DVD versions’ added scenes. Or, B) If you don’t, there are plenty of people who will, and later they may sit next to you in the theater, so bring plenty of nerd repellent. We’re also wondering if there will be a special shortened edition of the trilogy in which the giant eagle that saved Gandalf in the first movie simply flies Frodo off to destroy the ring of power. That one would be about ten minutes long. (As to whether we’re in camp A or B, the fact that we know that the eagle’s name is Gwaihir the Windlord is all the evidence we’ll give, and all you should need.)

  • Bubba Ho-Tep

    It’s exponentially less likely than, say, Cold Mountain to pick up an Oscar nomination, but Bubba Ho-Tep’s got the makings of some glorious kitsch. And this inventive horror-comedy, based on a story by Texan novelist Joe R. Lansdale, has already succeeded wildly on its own low-budget terms, picking up enough good word-of-mouth at festival screenings to avoid direct-to-video hell and garner a theatrical release. Evil Dead’s Bruce Campbell stars as Elvis Presley—and if you’re like us, that’s when you decided to buy your ticket—who didn’t die in the seventies, but now lives crabbily under an assumed name at a rundown east Texas old-folks home. The King’s best friend is a fellow pensioner (Ossie Davis) who insists he’s really John F. Kennedy, despite being a black man. As happens so often when dead celebrities meet, the two join forces to defeat a soul-sucking Egyptian mummy. Campbell was born to play Elvis, and his Bubba performance is one of his best. It’s not merely camp, but a well-rounded portrait of a bitter old legend who rediscovers his heroic nature. Bubba’s also the career zenith for director Don Coscarelli, whose B-movie auteur status previously rested on Phantasm and Beastmaster, neither of which are titles we’d want carved on our gravestone. No fool, Coscarelli’s already talking sequel, pitting a Clambake-era Elvis against a squad of she-vampires—staking care of business in a flash.
    Uptown, 2906 Hennepin Ave.,
    (612) 825-6006, landmarktheatres.com