My brothers and I are enjoying a few days up in the UP (Upper Peninsula) of Michigan, after a week of hard work, sorting through family pictures and memerobilia. Tim is building a vacation home on the Au Train River, but it's not finished yet, so we've been camping on his dock! The weather hasn't been great, but we're managing to make our own fun.
On the way up here on Tuesday, we shot some pictures of the dogs at Mackinac Island. Whenever we take a picture of the three together, Princess has to be in the middle, because the other two fight. She IS smaller than Elvis and Dee Dee, but not as much smaller as she appears in this photo. She tends to slouch for pictures, while the other two totally ham it up. Corgis smile rather naturally, but we get them to all look at the camera by saying, "Do you want to go to the PARK?" And then, of course, after the photo shoot is over - we have to actually take them to the park. I have a low tolerance for deceit - even for dogs!
Our next stop was Kitch-iti-kipi (Big Spring) at Palm Book State Park, which is a really cool place. You take a barge across the lake, which is so clear you'd swear you were looking through glass. You can see the springs bubbling up off the floor - which is 40 feet down! It was fascinating. It was getting dark by the time we left, and we wanted to get to Tim's place with a bit of twilight left to put up the tent. So my brothers found a shortcut on a map. It was a decent gravel road at first - but I could tell from the map, that it was going to deteriorate into something less navigable. Turns out I was right. Suddenly the road came to an abrupt end in a field of thick, muddy clay in somone's dumpy yard. A pack of dogs (at least two of them pit bulls) charged our car, barking furiously while we attempted to back out of our predicament. I wish I'd gotten my camera out because it felt like we were part of a movie script at that moment. Fortunately, the owners chased off the dogs, we were able to back up and went back around via the main road. And no, we did not have any twilight left to put up the tent. Not even close.
Our next stop was Kitch-iti-kipi (Big Spring) at Palm Book State Park, which is a really cool place. You take a barge across the lake, which is so clear you'd swear you were looking through glass. You can see the springs bubbling up off the floor - which is 40 feet down! It was fascinating. It was getting dark by the time we left, and we wanted to get to Tim's place with a bit of twilight left to put up the tent. So my brothers found a shortcut on a map. It was a decent gravel road at first - but I could tell from the map, that it was going to deteriorate into something less navigable. Turns out I was right. Suddenly the road came to an abrupt end in a field of thick, muddy clay in somone's dumpy yard. A pack of dogs (at least two of them pit bulls) charged our car, barking furiously while we attempted to back out of our predicament. I wish I'd gotten my camera out because it felt like we were part of a movie script at that moment. Fortunately, the owners chased off the dogs, we were able to back up and went back around via the main road. And no, we did not have any twilight left to put up the tent. Not even close. 
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