For years, as we crossed the Mackinaw Bridge, my Dad would reassure us that if the bridge collapsed we’d be fine; after all we had Heliotrope’s red rubber dinghy strapped to the roof of our mini van.

Happy to report that today, as the Brian and Morgan contingency made their way home to Wisconsin, no dinghy was needed.

And here in Lac Du Flambeau, Pax enjoyed a day of sprints to the point followed by swims in To To Tom Lake.