"There is a rapture on the lonely shore."
“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more.”
—Lord Byron, Childe Harold
Our silhouettes on the bluffs of Sleeping Bear. The sky was pretty amazing that evening.