Any day at the beach is a good day. Here is a random young man heading out to the end of the White River Pier. I experienced a sound new to me this day. All of that time I spend on Lake Michigan and I have never heard the "roar" of winter pack ice, and it is a roar. When the waves slam into the moving floes it sounds just like a military jet taking off. At first I thought they were flying out of Muskegon. Eerie:








If you love me you don't want to know:




I was as "safe" as I could be.. for me.