We. Are. Crazy.
Dad and I drove up to St. Joe to take pictures of the pier and lighthouse on Lake Michigan. We were hoping for some dramatic ice and immense wave action on the lighthouse itself. Well, about the only thing we were blessed with was some cold ass weather. It was really cold and windy. When we parked, we walked as far as we could up the pier to see what we were working with. I wasn't too impressed, and decided not to go back to get my good camera. I was happy with taking some snapshots with my small camera and phone. Dad went back to get his to take some pictures. We ended up walking up on top of the frozen waves and looking down to the water. It was just a big mass of ice chunks churning in the wavy water. Every now and then, a set of waves lined up good enough to splash up the bank of what we were standing on. We didn't get wet exactly, mind you. It wasn't quite water that was splashing up at us. We were thoroughly pelted with slush and ice chunks. We certainly earned the Starbucks we got on the way home.
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