Ken

Mike is a good guide and a fine companion for an adventure. He had been on North Manitou Island before and knew his way around. He once canoed from South Manitou to North Manitou Island in choppy waters. This was a distance of seven miles through a graveyard of ships and he lived to tell about it. He told us that story after hiking miles in the sun around the west side of the Island one morning. It was getting warm in the sun. We climbed up to the top of the bluff to discover a breeze as refreshing as the view. Kyle, Chuck and I stood looking out over the Manitou passage and persuaded Mike to tell his heroic tale again. He was eager to oblige. He is so outgoing he makes me look like an introvert. We stood looking out toward South Manitou and savored the cool breeze and the stunning view. It was about that time I gave Mike a trail name that he kept with him when he section-hiked the Appalachian Trail. He still calls himself Manitou Mike.
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