The most unfair of scenarios:Sitting at my desk at work around noon on Friday, I received a text message from my sister. Attached to this text was a camera phone photo of Spray Falls plummeting 70 feet into Lake Superior. This clearly violated the (undocumented, yet obvious) rule that a spontaneous trip to the Upper Peninsula without me is forbidden. I am the older sister; I do not get left behind. Mysterious tree stump on the beach
Near her campsite at Hurricane River, this diabolical brat of a sibling spent the late afternoon watching the temperamental sky over a somewhat rough Lake Superior. I spent my afternoon at the office working on a spreadsheet. Lake Superior near the mouth of Hurricane River
I have heard that there is a frozen pasty from Muldoon's and some chocolate mint fudge from Murdick's in my future. This softens the blow somewhat, but I remain nonetheless disgruntled.