|Our rutted dirt road in Michigan|
Photo by Pat Trent
This was after an overnight 'drying time'.
As we drove, the final turn was made onto the road that led to the lodge. I swear, it looked more like a logging road than a road meant for public transportation! As we turned, the road stretched out before us. A gravel road sunken into the wet, muddy road bed with definite ruts already created by other traffic and deepened by those cars ahead of us in our little caravan.
The path seemed never to be really smooth and free of some sort of obstacle to overcome. Muddy with ruts, frozen and slippery or dry and dusty was the constant conditions we faced.