Photographing along Lake Superior during the coldest part of the day provides no shortage of adversity. The challenge escalates when my goal is often to get as near and low to the water as possible, this includes getting splashed with freezing waves, stepping through thin ice, or quickly scurrying away in the attempt to stay dry.

For years (decades?) I have said that my soul is buried somewhere out in the depths of Lake Superior. I have no intention of retrieving it, but it brings me back, forever in awe how powerful and beautiful this lake can be, and far from forgiving.

Among the many chapters of these sunrise years is a fairly lengthy one about deepening my bond with Lake Superior. Appreciating the lake, knowing the history, knowing subtle changes in climate and weather.

In Marquette alone, there are no shortage of sunrise locations. But these sunrise years have brought me everywhere from Grand Portage to Duluth to Copper Harbor to Baraga to Grand Marais and more.

The obvious next step is to tour the north side of Lake Superior, photographing my way across Canada.