Infused rambling in dim-lit aisles, Strange vibrations heaping into piles, I float the river for miles. I say, “We need to float; float that boat, all the way to Belding.” This we did, and with the river, we sing. To an island, we came to be. “Let’s make some chili,” I say. Looking above in…
Tag: Michigan
Winter Trail
I slide on those battered Columbia hikers leaning off the side of my hammock swinging trail side. The feel of warm wet socks from the day before slipping unwanted inside a frozen shoe. With the crunch of snow and clanging of spikes, like a herd of turtles we go stomping down that trail. To hell…
Camping at Bowman Lake, MI
I headed North to Greenville, MI from my tin can home here in Indiana. First stop was to pick up Will. When I arrived we had our usual palavar in the garage. After loading up the car with his gear we took off North once again to Bowman Lake near Baldwin, MI. We found this…
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