We arrived at the game lands along the Lake Erie shore, parked in a pull off scattered with a wide assortment of refuse, panties and left flip flops included, strangely enough. Right in front of the classic bullet hole riddled NO OUTLET sign (as if the cliff and large expanse of water directly behind the sign wasn't enough info). We got our boots on and I grabbed my photo gear in case there was anything interesting. I was planning on just snatching up the driftwood and heading out to another photo location. We stepped out of the weeds and saw beautiful fog rolling in! Awesome!!
On the beach, as I had feared, all the driftwood in all the great lakes had coalesced in great heaps and had been plowed by the waves up against the bluffs. I searched in vain for my driftwood like a trying to find a specific stick in a giant pile of, well, sticks. No luck.
The fog was great so we stayed anyway for a few hours. The girl was whining 15 minutes in but then she found some cool driftwood of her own and then built a fort complete with a swing, really. Since my driftwood disappeared she was paranoid about hers being snatched away. So despite my constant reassuring and telling her to leave it by the car she carried her armload of wood up and down the beach wherever she went, whining about how heavy it was. It was a good afternoon. Enjoy the photos.
|I spent a lot of time with this log|
|I told her to look dramatic, she was having a good time...really.|
|I found a waterfall!|