it turned out
: to be exhausting, exhilarating, beautiful, fun, and...dry. We watched
: storm after storm build and lumber across the lake at us, only to veer off
: and miss us north and south. We paddled to the Big Point Sable lighthouse
: (1867) and climbed it; we swam; we cooked; we night-paddled; we played
: backgammon in our tent.

Thanks for letting us in on the birth of a lifetime of memories.

You and your son are very lucky to be able share the love we all have for paddling
and being cold, wet, hungry, tired, and totally happy outdoors.

Though my dad and I both loved the outdoors, we never got along well enough
to do a trip like that.

I'm sure your son is now condemned to a life long love of boats and water like the
rest of us.

You could do worse.

All the best,
Rob