Day 141, June 17, We Are Rescued!
Those from Michigan call themselves Michiganders. And how they love their state for its beautiful summer getaways including the Upper Peninsula, Lake Superior, and Lake Michigan. It has been our delightful diversion to spend a week in Michigan. Most fascinating to me is the color of the waters…gorgeous azure blues studded with white sand beaches reminiscent of the Caribbean. I am sad to leave these lakes I’ve fallen in love with. Excepting that I need clean clothes and we have appointments in St Louis, I think I could tolerate more time marooned on Great Lakes’ islands.
The reason I give here will hit at the root of why I — and I assume others — travel difficult terrains, climates, cultures, countries: the end result is worth the challenges, the difficulties, the travail. Once the soreness in your body fades from memory, after the hardships no longer seem as vital, once a steady physical and mental symbiosis is again achieved, only the wonders of the experience will remain — forever branded upon your consciousness and memory. This attainment is worth the dance with insanity, the frolic with exhaustion, the meeting with doom and despair.
Good deed: Aaron was so happy to be heading off the island that he bought tootsie pops for all the kids on board. He only looks like a tough crusty cowboy; the heart is soft.




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