It's the first day of summer, so time to say goodbye to the season of mud and bugs (in theory) and welcome in sunny beach bliss.
I recently experienced the worst mosquitoes I've ever encountered. No, not Canada. Not even the Everglades, but right here in the good old U.P. while working on a story at Craig Lake State Park. We got off the water at dusk and couldn't even draw a breath. Now, I grew up in a swamp and have a fairly high tolerance for skeeters, but this was unreal.
Here's a photo salute to some past encounters of the insect kind.
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| Craig Lake State Park |
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| Fishing the Escanaba River |
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| Apostle Islands National Lakeshore |
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| Isle Royale National Park |
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| Back on the Escanaba River |
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