The Slow Road North

We paused with uncertainty as the paved road abruptly ended.
Our journey north across the Upper Peninsula of Michigan would continue now across a sand drive, plowed and left in loose piles on either shoulder.
Well-worn and rutted—top speed 20 mph.

The dark, deciduous woods

were punctuated by bright stands of birch,

and gradually yielded

to pine woods,

where bushy bracken fern

grew elbow to elbow between them.

Until a glimpse of sky hinted of the approaching shore,

where the line of trees stepped down to a grassy dune.

And the blue of Superior met the blue of the sky.

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