The river I knew the least is the one that made itself known most dramatically...by almost stopping us in our tracks. (Um, wake. 😄) At 6:30 this morning, Many Moons slowed to trolling speed (3 mph) in the St. Clair River as we neared its northern end on the U.S./Canada border in lower Michigan. We … Continue reading Up the St. Clair River
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