A Fine Place to Be, a short story.

Everybody knows that I get restless, and everyone knows that I like to take walks. One of the more recent challenges is to find walks near Flint that I haven’t already trod a million times. It’s easy to sit at home and daydream about hiking the Grand Canyon rim-to-rim, or visiting the Lost Coast of the Hoh Rain Forest. Meanwhile, I’ve murdered so many miles all across Chevy Commons, the Flint River Trail, and the fastness of Happy Hollow, not to mention the most sinuous stretches of Seven Lakes State Park (but why are there only six lakes?).  Once or twice a year I get away on a camping trip with my kids, and when that happens we’ll hike to Pyramid Point, Chapel Falls, or the ghost town of Nonesuch. But those are all hours away, and so I stretch myself ever more thin to find paths to pursue closer to home.

I was therefore delighted when I was recently made a discovery while taking a walk along Cadet Drive which bisects the western stretches of Pierce Park.