April 23, 2025 • 8 mins
In January 1911, two young brothers vanished into the frozen waters of Lake Huron. What followed was one of the most daring rescue efforts in Great Lakes history.
With ice closing in and time running out, a life-saving crew from Harbor Beach set out on a 40-mile journey by sleigh to bring them home. This episode of End of the Road in Michigan tells the true story of grit, community, and survival during one of Michigan’s coldest winters.
🔹 Bite-size pieces of Michigan history you likely never heard before.
🔹 Based on original reporting from The Harbor Beach Times, January 5, 1911.
With ice closing in and time running out, a life-saving crew from Harbor Beach set out on a 40-mile journey by sleigh to bring them home. This episode of End of the Road in Michigan tells the true story of grit, community, and survival during one of Michigan’s coldest winters.
🔹 Bite-size pieces of Michigan history you likely never heard before.
🔹 Based on original reporting from The Harbor Beach Times, January 5, 1911.
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(00:00):
You're listening to End of the Road in Michigan, bite-sized pieces of Michigan history you
(00:04):
likely never heard before.
Today's episode, Frozen Rescue, the 1911 Walker Brothers Mission.
It was January 1911, and the Wind Off Lake Huron was mean, the kind of cold that seals
doors shut and leaves the breath frozen in your chest.
In Port Sinalic, two brothers, William and Herbert Walker, had gone missing while fishing
off the ice-bound shore.
(00:24):
Word traveled fast, the lake had claimed many men before, but this time, it wasn't going
to be without a fight.
As night fell, a call went out.
Not just for help, but for heroes, a small crew from Harbor Beach answered, loading their
lifeboat onto horse-drawn slays and heading into the storm.
Forty miles through drifting snow.
No lights, no roads, just determination, and hope.
(00:45):
This is the true story of one of the most daring rescue efforts ever attempted on the
Great Lakes.
A mission fueled by urgency, grit, and the kind of small-town loyalty you don't write
into fiction, because it already happened.
This is Frozen Rescue.
The 1911 Walker Brothers mission, and it starts now, at 5pm on Monday, January 2, 1911,
Captain Ferris, keeper of the Harbor Beach Life Saving Station, received the call that
(01:09):
would set history in motion.
William and Herbert Walker had gone missing somewhere off the coast of Port Sinalic.
Their fishing boat had been last seen drifting among jagged ice-flows, the wind had shifted,
the river mouth was jammed with blocks of ice, and tugboats couldn't break through.
Time was running out.
Ferris didn't wait for permission.
By 1015pm, he had gathered his crew, Robert Oliver, John Patterson, Alfred Kirby, Burton Hunter,
(01:34):
and a handful of volunteers.
They loaded their heavy wooden rescue boat onto slays, hitched up teams of horses, and set
out into the black, wind-blown night, 40 miles across drifts and dunes.
Every hoofstep echoing urgency, what drove them wasn't duty alone.
In towns like Harbor Beach, everyone knows someone.
The Walker Boys weren't strangers.
They were kin to many.
(01:54):
Days to more, by dawn Tuesday, the life-saving team had reached Port Sinalic, chilled to the
bone, soaked in frost, but undeterred.
There was no time to rest.
Without delay, they launched their lifeboat into the grey, broken waters of Lake Huron,
the wind bit harder now.
The lake hissed, it wasn't the waves that threatened their mission.
It was the ice, three miles offshore.
(02:15):
They fought through sharp flows that tore at their boat like claws.
The crew bailed water constantly to stay afloat.
The new ice was thin but deadly, capable of slicing a lifeboat in two.
Still, they pressed on.
At the same time, in Port Huron, Captain Reed of the Reed Rekking Company organized a second
rescue fleet.
Two tugs, the harding and the diver, were dispatched through choked waterways, heading north toward
(02:38):
Lexington in a desperate gamble to reach the stranded fisherman before it was too late.
In the early evening hours, as snow swirled in moonlight, the harding spotted something.
Just off Lexington's frozen shore.
A faint shape.
A flicker of life.
And then, a voice.
Help, we are here.
It was just after 11pm when the tugboat harding cut through the last stretch of ice off Lexington.
(03:00):
Ahead, drifting low in the water, was a battered clinker-build boat, half filled with snow
and slush.
Inside were two shapes, one lay slumped and motionless.
The other, barely conscious, struggled to rise to his knees.
Captain Reed and his crew slowed the tug to a crawl.
They knew what they were looking at.
And more importantly, they knew what they had found.
(03:20):
From across the water came a weak, horse cry.
Help, we're here.
They were still alive.
The harding nudged alongside the ice caked boat.
The rescuers worked fast.
William Walker, barefoot and barely breathing, had to be hoisted out.
Herbert was alert but in shock, his limbs stiff from cold.
The brothers hadn't eaten since Monday.
Their skin was pale, their clothing frozen to the bone, there was no shouting.
(03:44):
No fanfare, just urgency and quiet relief, they'd been adrift for nearly 48 hours.
We will continue this story after this message.
Do you know a story buried in Michigan's past?
A tale from a small town, an unsolved mystery, or a forgotten moment worth remembering?
We want to hear it.
Send your story tips to end of the road in Michigan and you might hear it featured in an upcoming
(04:07):
episode.
And while you're here, don't forget to subscribe on your favorite podcast platform.
Leave us a review to help others find these bite-sized pieces of Michigan history you likely
never heard before.
Thanks for listening and keep the stories coming.
Welcome back.
Let's continue with this chilling story from the winner of 1911.
With the Brothers aboard, the tugs turned south toward Port Sanillac.
(04:30):
It was close to 2.30 in the morning when they pulled into the harbor.
News had already spread.
The town was waiting.
Lanterns bobbed along the frozen dock.
Farmers, neighbors, wives, and children stood bundled in the dark, watching for signs
of life.
The diver and harding tied off, a cheer broke out.
William and Herbert were carried ashore into the arms of family.
(04:51):
William's wife was among the crowd.
So was the boy's mother.
The brothers were rushed into the tugs engine room and wrapped in heated blankets.
Restoratives were given.
Hot broth, dry socks, a little hope.
William's feet were badly frostbitten and Herbert had lost feeling in both hands, but they
were alive.
And that, in the harsh winner of 1911, was nothing short of a miracle.
(05:11):
Captain Ferris and his crew, exhausted and frostbitten themselves, stayed only long enough for
the boys to be safe.
Then, with barely a word, they turned their slaves back north toward Harbor Beach, ready
to disappear into the cold, just as quietly as they had come.
There are moments in small towns when everything stops.
This was one of them.
From Port Huron to Harbor Beach, people had followed every update.
(05:33):
The telegraph lines buzzed with speculation.
Telephone calls stretched from kitchens to general stores, from barbershops to parlourrooms.
And wanted to know, had the Walker Brothers been found?
The answer came not from a wire, but from a sound.
Just after daybreak on Wednesday, a distant whistle echoed along the lake front.
Then another, the signal was unmistakable.
(05:53):
The continuous call of the rescue tugs returning home.
The Walker Brothers were safe.
The whole shoreline seemed to exhale.
In Lexington, residents gathered near the dock.
In Port Sennelik, the local telegraph operator, who'd stayed at her post all night, smiled
as she wrote the words everyone was waiting to hear.
And at Captain Kaya's office, the man who led the life-saving district for this stretch
(06:15):
of Lake Huron quietly marked the mission's end in his log book.
It wasn't just a story of survival.
It was a story of what communities do when the ice closes in.
The life-saving crew returned to Harbor Beach in silence.
No fanfare, no headlines, just sore hands, stiff joints, and the quiet pride of a job finished.
Their lifeboat, battered by the ice, had to be left behind in Sennelik.
(06:36):
They'd come back the way they left, on slays, pulled by tired horses across a frozen trail.
Their faces were wind-burned, their boots soaked, but their spirits, by every account, were
high.
The men who'd risked their lives didn't speak much about it.
They didn't have to.
In towns like Harbor Beach and Port Sennelik, the lake was part of life, and so was the
understanding that, when someone was in trouble, you didn't wait to be asked.
(06:59):
The Harbor Beach Times would later write, "It was one of the noblest and most unselfish
heroic acts of its kind ever attempted.
They weren't looking for glory.
They were just looking for two brothers lost in the ice, and they found them.
Thank you for listening to End of the Road in Michigan.
Bite-sized pieces of Michigan history you likely never heard before."
Today's episode, Frozen Rescue, the 1911 Walker Brothers Mission, was written and narrated
(07:22):
by Michael Hardy.
Archival source material was drawn from the Harbor Beach Times, January 5, 1911, to see
historic images, maps, and newspaper clippings related to this story.
Visit thumbwind.com or find our podcast page at Michigan4U.com.
If you liked this episode, share it with a friend, or better yet, tell your local librarian.
(07:43):
We'll see you next time, somewhere near the End of the Road.
You're listening to End of the Road in Michigan, bite-sized pieces of Michigan history you
(00:04):
likely never heard before.
Today's episode, Frozen Rescue, the 1911 Walker Brothers Mission.
It was January 1911, and the Wind Off Lake Huron was mean, the kind of cold that seals
doors shut and leaves the breath frozen in your chest.
In Port Sinalic, two brothers, William and Herbert Walker, had gone missing while fishing
off the ice-bound shore.
(00:24):
Word traveled fast, the lake had claimed many men before, but this time, it wasn't going
to be without a fight.
As night fell, a call went out.
Not just for help, but for heroes, a small crew from Harbor Beach answered, loading their
lifeboat onto horse-drawn slays and heading into the storm.
Forty miles through drifting snow.
No lights, no roads, just determination, and hope.
(00:45):
This is the true story of one of the most daring rescue efforts ever attempted on the
Great Lakes.
A mission fueled by urgency, grit, and the kind of small-town loyalty you don't write
into fiction, because it already happened.
This is Frozen Rescue.
The 1911 Walker Brothers mission, and it starts now, at 5pm on Monday, January 2, 1911,
Captain Ferris, keeper of the Harbor Beach Life Saving Station, received the call that
(01:09):
would set history in motion.
William and Herbert Walker had gone missing somewhere off the coast of Port Sinalic.
Their fishing boat had been last seen drifting among jagged ice-flows, the wind had shifted,
the river mouth was jammed with blocks of ice, and tugboats couldn't break through.
Time was running out.
Ferris didn't wait for permission.
By 1015pm, he had gathered his crew, Robert Oliver, John Patterson, Alfred Kirby, Burton Hunter,
(01:34):
and a handful of volunteers.
They loaded their heavy wooden rescue boat onto slays, hitched up teams of horses, and set
out into the black, wind-blown night, 40 miles across drifts and dunes.
Every hoofstep echoing urgency, what drove them wasn't duty alone.
In towns like Harbor Beach, everyone knows someone.
The Walker Boys weren't strangers.
They were kin to many.
(01:54):
Days to more, by dawn Tuesday, the life-saving team had reached Port Sinalic, chilled to the
bone, soaked in frost, but undeterred.
There was no time to rest.
Without delay, they launched their lifeboat into the grey, broken waters of Lake Huron,
the wind bit harder now.
The lake hissed, it wasn't the waves that threatened their mission.
It was the ice, three miles offshore.
(02:15):
They fought through sharp flows that tore at their boat like claws.
The crew bailed water constantly to stay afloat.
The new ice was thin but deadly, capable of slicing a lifeboat in two.
Still, they pressed on.
At the same time, in Port Huron, Captain Reed of the Reed Rekking Company organized a second
rescue fleet.
Two tugs, the harding and the diver, were dispatched through choked waterways, heading north toward
(02:38):
Lexington in a desperate gamble to reach the stranded fisherman before it was too late.
In the early evening hours, as snow swirled in moonlight, the harding spotted something.
Just off Lexington's frozen shore.
A faint shape.
A flicker of life.
And then, a voice.
Help, we are here.
It was just after 11pm when the tugboat harding cut through the last stretch of ice off Lexington.
(03:00):
Ahead, drifting low in the water, was a battered clinker-build boat, half filled with snow
and slush.
Inside were two shapes, one lay slumped and motionless.
The other, barely conscious, struggled to rise to his knees.
Captain Reed and his crew slowed the tug to a crawl.
They knew what they were looking at.
And more importantly, they knew what they had found.
(03:20):
From across the water came a weak, horse cry.
Help, we're here.
They were still alive.
The harding nudged alongside the ice caked boat.
The rescuers worked fast.
William Walker, barefoot and barely breathing, had to be hoisted out.
Herbert was alert but in shock, his limbs stiff from cold.
The brothers hadn't eaten since Monday.
Their skin was pale, their clothing frozen to the bone, there was no shouting.
(03:44):
No fanfare, just urgency and quiet relief, they'd been adrift for nearly 48 hours.
We will continue this story after this message.
Do you know a story buried in Michigan's past?
A tale from a small town, an unsolved mystery, or a forgotten moment worth remembering?
We want to hear it.
Send your story tips to end of the road in Michigan and you might hear it featured in an upcoming
(04:07):
episode.
And while you're here, don't forget to subscribe on your favorite podcast platform.
Leave us a review to help others find these bite-sized pieces of Michigan history you likely
never heard before.
Thanks for listening and keep the stories coming.
Welcome back.
Let's continue with this chilling story from the winner of 1911.
With the Brothers aboard, the tugs turned south toward Port Sanillac.
(04:30):
It was close to 2.30 in the morning when they pulled into the harbor.
News had already spread.
The town was waiting.
Lanterns bobbed along the frozen dock.
Farmers, neighbors, wives, and children stood bundled in the dark, watching for signs
of life.
The diver and harding tied off, a cheer broke out.
William and Herbert were carried ashore into the arms of family.
(04:51):
William's wife was among the crowd.
So was the boy's mother.
The brothers were rushed into the tugs engine room and wrapped in heated blankets.
Restoratives were given.
Hot broth, dry socks, a little hope.
William's feet were badly frostbitten and Herbert had lost feeling in both hands, but they
were alive.
And that, in the harsh winner of 1911, was nothing short of a miracle.
(05:11):
Captain Ferris and his crew, exhausted and frostbitten themselves, stayed only long enough for
the boys to be safe.
Then, with barely a word, they turned their slaves back north toward Harbor Beach, ready
to disappear into the cold, just as quietly as they had come.
There are moments in small towns when everything stops.
This was one of them.
From Port Huron to Harbor Beach, people had followed every update.
(05:33):
The telegraph lines buzzed with speculation.
Telephone calls stretched from kitchens to general stores, from barbershops to parlourrooms.
And wanted to know, had the Walker Brothers been found?
The answer came not from a wire, but from a sound.
Just after daybreak on Wednesday, a distant whistle echoed along the lake front.
Then another, the signal was unmistakable.
(05:53):
The continuous call of the rescue tugs returning home.
The Walker Brothers were safe.
The whole shoreline seemed to exhale.
In Lexington, residents gathered near the dock.
In Port Sennelik, the local telegraph operator, who'd stayed at her post all night, smiled
as she wrote the words everyone was waiting to hear.
And at Captain Kaya's office, the man who led the life-saving district for this stretch
(06:15):
of Lake Huron quietly marked the mission's end in his log book.
It wasn't just a story of survival.
It was a story of what communities do when the ice closes in.
The life-saving crew returned to Harbor Beach in silence.
No fanfare, no headlines, just sore hands, stiff joints, and the quiet pride of a job finished.
Their lifeboat, battered by the ice, had to be left behind in Sennelik.
(06:36):
They'd come back the way they left, on slays, pulled by tired horses across a frozen trail.
Their faces were wind-burned, their boots soaked, but their spirits, by every account, were
high.
The men who'd risked their lives didn't speak much about it.
They didn't have to.
In towns like Harbor Beach and Port Sennelik, the lake was part of life, and so was the
understanding that, when someone was in trouble, you didn't wait to be asked.
(06:59):
The Harbor Beach Times would later write, "It was one of the noblest and most unselfish
heroic acts of its kind ever attempted.
They weren't looking for glory.
They were just looking for two brothers lost in the ice, and they found them.
Thank you for listening to End of the Road in Michigan.
Bite-sized pieces of Michigan history you likely never heard before."
Today's episode, Frozen Rescue, the 1911 Walker Brothers Mission, was written and narrated
(07:22):
by Michael Hardy.
Archival source material was drawn from the Harbor Beach Times, January 5, 1911, to see
historic images, maps, and newspaper clippings related to this story.
Visit thumbwind.com or find our podcast page at Michigan4U.com.
If you liked this episode, share it with a friend, or better yet, tell your local librarian.
(07:43):
We'll see you next time, somewhere near the End of the Road.
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