This trip has been full of natural beauty. Waterfalls, lakes, island views, sunsets. Turns out the most stunning displays are always the ones we stumble upon ourselves, places where we’re the only people around. I don’t think this is because these secret places are necessarily more beautiful than the places marked on the tourist map, but there is something special about the experience of pulling over by the side of a dirt road, slipping down a sandy path, and discovering a river winding its way through the beach out to Lake Superior, the edges of the stream so fragile that just a few more unruly visitors could change the entire course of its journey.
Or, yesterday, taking a turnoff from the road to Manitoulin and driving through an abandoned powwow ground and finding a quiet bay in Lake Huron with wide flat outcroppings for sitting and water warm enough for Sandy to take a swim. We laid in the sun and relaxed, content to put off the rest of our drive for a little while.