
Unearthing Geologic Mysteries in 4 Northeast Michigan Parks
The lumberjack puffed on his cigar and straddled a log. Bobbing up and down in the water, he steered the log into a sinkhole and vanished from sight. Days later,
The lumberjack puffed on his cigar and straddled a log. Bobbing up and down in the water, he steered the log into a sinkhole and vanished from sight. Days later,
The underground river poured out of the rocks. Its origin seemed invisible as it flowed into the Little Ocqueoc River. I hiked across the road, noticing that the river vanished
An owl led the way. It darted in and out of dark woods as the Ocqueoc River tugged my kayak over light riffles and rapids. Boulders jutted out of the