All week, I've been trying to put my finger on what it is about Lake Superior and the upper peninsula of Michigan that has captured my spirit and imagination… Sure, Lake Superior is the biggest and cleanest of the great lakes, and has a gorgeous color, dramatic cliffs and dunes, and even has beautifully colored pebbles and stones along the shore. But there's more, the miles of pristine shores have a certain personality, a certain untouched and unspoken beauty. In a town like Marquette, you'll find 30,000 permanent residents full of pride, that live at a slower place, and don't take a single summer day for granted. I mean how could you, when the beautiful weather only lasts a few short months (I'll argue that their snowy days are beautiful, but I've never lived in frigid temperatures). Those who live in the upper peninsula are fully aware of what they have, yet somehow they manage to keep the upper peninsula one of the best kept secrets in America.
"Happiness doesn't depend upon who you are or what you have; it depends solely upon what you think."- Dale Carnegie
