I was swimming through a parallel universe chasing cosmic dust bunny’s – that’s the best I can explain it to you without using sock puppets.
I knew I had to change the backdrop of my everyday existence to something more basic … I needed to go camping.
My timing was perfect for camping on the Keweenaw Peninsula’s east side, 4 days of sunshine, temperatures in the mid 70’s, lake Superiors temperature a balmy 64 degrees, no bugs, the nine site rustic campground I was camping in only had 3 other campers that I never got close enough to talk to.
Dreamlike sun rises and sun sets filled the space around me with ever changing colorful possibilities of light and motion that I hope my photos can convey to you.
In the mornings Lake Superior would be calm and I would snorkel out to photo the sunlight refracting through the ever-changing surface on the sand waves that form on the bottom and I would try to capture with my camera their reflection on the underside of the surface.
By the afternoon the wind would pick up and the waves would roll in and I would hop on my bike and ride to the modern ancient ruins and pictographs of a mining operation long but abandoned.
On my ride I stopped for a complimentary lunch of free range apples.
There was also wildlife to photo.
At night when the sun had disappeared bellow the horizon I would watch the stars slowly reveal themselves as I sat by the fire.
My last day I packed up my camping gear and headed over to the west side of the Keweenaw Peninsula to see the monks at Poor Rock Abbey and purchase some of their jams and baked goods before touring there gardens.
I spent the night in a quaint motel in Eagle Harbor enjoying a hot shower, sleeping in a bed and preparing myself for reentry back into my reality.
