I had my doubts about Michigan. I mean, it might be what I've heard people call the Third Coast, but could it ever be as cool as the West? And anyway, it's east of the Mississippi, and I let the East go thirty years ago.
But love is never rational, is it?
I guess that explains why I can't get enough of Lake Superior--her facts and figures (maximum depth: 1,332 feet), her tributaries (the Pigeon, the Pic, the White--over 200 in all).
I guess that's why I didn't want to leave Ishpeming, wished I could have photographed every house, every bar.
Smitten, I think you would call it.
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Indeed, I can relate. Lake Superior stole my heart years ago. You might try visiting Isle Royale National Park sometime, a remote island in Lake Superior. Amazing place.
Hi Cat Guy,
I've been discussing the logistics of visiting Isle Royale on of these days. It's on my list of must-sees.
Having worked there and hiked all over the island, I would be happy to assist you in making your visit the best that it can be!
Thanks for your cordiality, Cat Guy, but I'm shipping off first thing in the morning. Signed, Cat Girl
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