January is one of the coldest months of the year in Chicago but, that doesn’t stop Chicagoans from enjoying a day without pants on the subway. So, who in this image is resisting happiness?
It was supposed to be simple but, I wasn’t having any luck navigating the State website to process the forms. And today was just not an effortless technology day for me. Then Albert sat down. In just a few minutes we were able to move onto the next question. “How would you like to pay?”.
I approached the Giant’s Steps with high-winds, high waves and a deep grey sky. The weather certainly set the mood for a photography challenge but, I was prepared and there was no time to waste. I would be here only one night. I scrambled across the octagon rocks and every few minutes I inched closer to the edge, holding my tripod and feet to the ground, refining my shot, calculating the Giant’s watery reach. And hoping, I would be successful in capturing a picture to remember this moment with.
It’s been almost one year since I stood on the coast of Portugal overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. On that trip I explored the Alentejo region, sat under the stars and walked solo for a week along the coast, feeling connected to something, somehow. Travel does that. Connects. I am getting ready to leave this week for Ireland, ready and excited to explore new landscapes. Stay tuned for lots of epic photos! But, I’m most excited to visit Ireland because, I’ve been researching for almost a year, the branches that connect me to my Irish ancestors. So, today I’m enjoying the butterflies thinking about my next adventure.
Sometimes nothing more is needed than a canoe and a lake, to be present, sit and watch the trees change from green to red, orange and yellow. Wisconsin keeps surprising me with its lakes, wilderness and wild beauty.
I honestly didn’t think I would find a forest, seven hours from Chicago. But, as I stepped out of my car at the Porcupine Mountain Visitor Center, I took a deep breath of fresh air and knew this was exactly where I needed to be.
Positioned on the western edge of the upper peninsula in Michigan, Porcupine Mountain is an outdoor enthusiasts perfect escape when wanting to get out of the city and into nature.
Over three days, I hiked seventeen miles along the edge of Lake Superior, camping and immersing myself among the hemlock trees. Rain from the week before left the trails muddy and challenging, but made it a fun game of leap frog along the way. September’s mild day-time temperatures and cool evenings made it an excellent mid-west weekend outdoors.