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A paddle in the Upper Peninsula

I was out paddleboarding on a quiet lake in Michigan's Upper Peninsula in June 2026, the day after I stood on Mount Arvon, the high point of Michigan. The nose of my board is down in the corner, and Laura was out ahead of me on her board near the far shore. It was early evening, around 79 and mostly sunny, with a light breeze around 5 miles an hour.

The water was dark and calm enough to hold the reflection of the trees along the bank, with just a little ripple on top. Green woods ran all the way around the shoreline.

Day before: Mount Arvon, Michigan