Split Rock Hazard

A decade ago, we--my mother, Joan, Kalamazoo Richard, Preacher Debra, and me--spent our vacation wandering around northern Minnesota. One of the main objects of the trip was taking Mom to see Split Rock Lighthouse, but when we stopped the fog was so heavy that you couldn't actually see the lighthouse. Not a disaster, exactly, but certainly a disappointment. Mom claimed to be satisfied that she'd seen the interior.

Visibility was far better this week. Here's a photo which shows pretty well why a light was needed at that location; shallows, rocks, and high cliffs. A bad combination.