August 5, 2015. Warren Dunes State Park. Warren Dunes is on Lake Michigan, I believe. There are large sand dunes here, I believe. We haven't seen either. It is not that we haven't tried. We have. We just can't find the water. If we find the water, I expect to also find the dunes. So far, all we've done is gotten lost.
And, yes, they gave us a map when we checked in. It is just that neither of us can read it. After wandering around on our bikes for 45 minutes, we returned to the ranger station. "Can you tell me where the lake is?" I asked the portly, balding ranger. He looked at me like I was from some strange star, far, far away.
"What did you say?" he queried.
I swallowed hard, screwed up my courage, and asked again, "Where is the Lake?"
"Do you need a map?" He knew I had a map, he gave it to me two hours earlier. He was just stretching out my embarrassment.
"No, I just need directions to the Lake," I stammered.
He took a deep breath, sighed, and pointed in the direction from which I had come. "Go one mile that direction. At the stop sign, turn right and go another mile. Unless you are dumber than you look - which is hard to believe - there, you will find Lake Michigan."
"Thanks," I said in a quiet voice.
I reported the conversation to Annie. She said she was through biking for today. So, we came back to Harvey without seeing Lake Michigan or the dunes. She says we can drive by tomorrow on the way out. I just hope I can remember the directions.
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