House Lake

It’s been a bit of a while since I checked in here. Things have been busy and nutty. Kerry is buying a house and that’s about to wrap up, plus freelance has been picking up. I just joined the team at MiLife MiTimes and what a great bunch of people they are. Wow. I’ve never been treated so nice by another group of freelancers on the same project in my life. Very cool.

Two weekends ago, I went up north for probably the last camping-type excursion of the year. Tom and I met Jerry and Pete up in a small town called Meredith, Michigan, which is just outside of Gladwin. The campground was on House Lake and was actually really nice, as far as rustic campgrounds go. It rained a bit on Saturday, but the rest of the weekend was nice and dry, but really windy and weird. Plus, it’s kind of scary up there. A lot of bizarre-o redneck hunter types. Motherfuckers up there are clearly broke, as evidenced by the shacks on the side of the road on the way up, and the locals weren’t exactly the friendliest types in the world. We hung out Saturday night and got up Sunday to head out in the woods. I captured Tom and Jerry in the sunlight, sort of

and Tom returned the favor. Here is a shot of me, half-awake, dicking off in the woods.

The sky looked pretty cool, though.

Tom pointed out these stones at the base of a tree. Interesting how they are gathered like that. I wonder if some little kid did that this summer. Maybe she was bored as hell, camping with her family from Kalamazoo or something.