Bundle of Holding: The Perilous Void

Apr. 13th, 2026 01:57 pm
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Bundle of Holding: The Perilous Void

Another SF Bundle - Perilous Void

Apr. 13th, 2026 06:46 pm
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This is a bundle of "system-neutral" material for SF RPGs, consisting mostly of percentage tables for generating planets, alien races, etc. etc., by Jason Lutes and published by Lampblack & Brimstone. There's also an adventure with setting etc. designed using the tables

https://bundleofholding.com/presents/PerilousVoid

  

This is cheap and has a lot of useful ideas if you want to create an adventure background in a hurry. Like most random generation systems the results will probably need some tweaking, and adaption for the rules in use, but it's cheap and ought to be useful. And it's time I posted my occasional reminder that I get to look at this stuff free - if you have to pay for it your mileage may vary.

monday

Apr. 13th, 2026 01:50 pm
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Yesterday I took this pic while we (Noah, Sebastian, Dave and I) walked a section of the Shenango Hiking Trail near Mercer. I definitely want to go back and walk more of it, probably with Jan since it's near where she lives.

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Today. The backyard deer skull is aging more and more. Now it has lichens.

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This is the other skull that hangs on that fence. Look at all those layers in there.

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Today's art a day. Seeing.

Leaving soon to pick up our taxes.

Dancing on the Danube

Apr. 13th, 2026 06:50 pm
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The Hungarian election result is giving me life. I spent much time with the Guardian's livefeed of the election and its aftermath, just basking in happiness. My favourite moments were the thousands dancing along the shores and bridges of the Danube (including the health minister-to-be, whose dancing went viral), and the gleeful gloating of the Polish prime minister and foreign minister

People on the subway high fived each other as they passed on the escalators (third video in the carousel) and were pouring out glasses of champagne to strangers, and it was so crowded with people trying to get across the river to the victory celebrations that they couldn't fit into the subway carriages.

If it must be necessary, my favourite (sadly universal) experience of democracy is witnessing voters take to the streets to dance in relief and joy at having voted out corrupt, autocratic governments. Inject this straight into my veins, forever.

Apparently the partying in Budapest went on until 5am, and then everyone just floated deliriously into work on Monday morning, awash in the sense of their own political agency.

Drome, by Jesse Lonergan

Apr. 13th, 2026 04:07 pm
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Second frameset of third chapter:

Lots of people loved this graphic novel published last year. It tells, with very few words, a story of ancient mythic creatures at the dawn of a Sumerian-style mythos, moving from creating to struggles over control of the human city. I was not as convinced; I think words are useful to give a sense of what makes the characters tick, and it’s much more difficult to convey that with pictures alone (or even mostly with pictures). Still, it’s an interesting experiment. You can get Drome here.

This was my top unread comic in English. Next on that pile is Tuki: Fight for Fire, by Jeff Smith.

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Apr. 13th, 2026 12:52 pm
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My daughter and Aria arrived home from New York about 3:30 pm yesterday. When I asked Aria what her favourite part of the weekend was, she said she had two favourite parts, the first being eating dinner at the restaurant where her oldest cousin works and the second being their visit to a candy shop.

I did go out for a run this morning before breakfast, around 6:30 am. At about 50°F/10°C it wasn't horribly cold and I was glad I went. At one point I passed a house (on a corner) with a truck parked outside and guys unloading what looked like construction equipment into the yard, while a police car was parked on the side road next to the house apparently overseeing whatever was happening. Twenty minutes or so later I ran back past the same house and there was no sign of the previous activity: no police car, no truck, no equipment in the yard, nobody working, at least visibly. I supposed all the action could have been happening inside, but I still would have expected the truck or some other vehicle to have been parked outside. That house is only about 100 yards from here, so I'll be able to see if any action happens at some point.

I motivated myself to go for a walk yesterday afternoon by planning to walk back past the Jeep I'd seen with what I thought were stuffed toys, and found that they were in fact rubber ducks in various colours. I thought rubber ducks were always yellow, but obviously not.

I have committed myself to going to the silent book club at the library on Thursday evening this week - I signed up online and received a confirmation email. I also discovered that the library has a crafting group every second Wednesday from 6 to 7:30 pm, which I might go to on the weeks when there is no silent book club on the Thursday. The book club is monthly, from 6:30 to 7:30 pm but you can arrive 15 minutes early if you want to socialise. (Too bad if you're the only person to arrive early I guess.) I don't normally enjoy going to evening events because I always have trouble falling asleep afterwards, but both of these events are early enough that that probably won't be a problem.

The girls are off school this week, but so far it's been fairly quiet as the weather is nice enough for them to be outside.

Monday

Apr. 13th, 2026 08:57 am
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Yesterday was lovely - good TV and good knitting. And, really, today will almost be a mirror. There is a very rare Monday afternoon Mariners game. I'm kind of out of scripted TV shows to watch but am making up for it with a house flip series that I found - Zombie something or other. It is out of Seattle and is very Seattle and enjoyable. And I'm catching up on some old Project Runway series that I skipped when they were current.

No swimming today. My skin needs a day off. I've got weird little patches of itchy dry flaky - one at my eye, one behind my ear, one on my hand, one around one corner of my mouth and my whole back. I need no water on any of it for at least a day. Probably a week would be way better but a day will be fine.

And I need to get out in the elbow and work on the puzzle and catch up on neighbor news.

I spent a long time this morning researching color laser printers. There is nothing really wrong with my current desk jet except the colors are too muted, it is often quite fiddly to connect up and actually print. But, it does scan and fits nicely in my space. And I can't find a laser printer that has high enough reviews to satisfy me and is small enough for my space. The front desk has a giant printer that does excellent work and they turn around stuff pretty fast. So when I want pretty colors... maybe I'll use theirs. At least, the buy decision is not punted for today.

It's now nearly mid morning and I haven't even made the bed yet.

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Jo Graham: The Autarch's Heir

Apr. 13th, 2026 06:20 pm
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This week starts with some actual rl good news, as the foreunner of right wing autocrats on this continent, Victor Orban, was crushingly defeated. Among other things, this caused a lot of J.D. Vance memes going viral, given the Orange Menace had sent him to campaign for Orban; my favourite is the suggestion from one of our green politicians, Ricarda Lang, for Vance to campaign for the AFD next. This sounds like a great idea to me, except he already did that when speaking at the G7 last year, so maybe his magic touch fails over here.

On to fictional joy. I've read The Autarch's Heir, the fourth volume of Jo Graham's space opera saga The Calpurnian Wars (No.3 was reviewed by me here, and it is as compulsively readable as the previous entries. Though I have to admit I was half-wrong about the previous entry presenting us with the Space!Egypt to the Space!Rome that is the expansion-hungry Calpurnia), in that while the previous location definitely had Egyptian elements, so does Lono, the location of The Autarch's Heir. As before, while there are some characters from the previous cast around - in this case, sisters Aurore and Dian Melian - , we get new central characters to go with the new location, to wit, one Bel Alan, con man, and the drunk and depressed Calpurnian Commander Antisia, formerly the Faithful Lieutenant of murdered Autarch Julus, who has her own problems, such as one Thurinia gunning to be next Autarch, aided by her commander Vipsani. (I must admit that fond of ancient history as I am, I continue to get a kick out of the Roman paralles. In this case: what's not to love about Mark Antony as a Lesbian in space?) It's the first novel to give us something more about the Calpurnians than their expansionism, not just through Antisia's pov, and now I'll have to call them Space!Sparta as well because the way they're raised is definitely more in line with Sparta, transported into a sci fi frame, than with Rome. Anyway: the plot kicks off when Bel Alan, our main character, is contacted by the Lono resistance to steal the priceless Solaste Crown by pretending to be the natural son of the late Julus. At which point, and here I have to go for a spoiler cut, I did think: Spoilers made an assumption based on history. ) And yes indeed, it was. Bel makes for an engaging hero because he really isn't into either revenge scenarios or monarchy. He's also, a first for a main character in this series, not a believer. (I find this refreshing within this universe, not because I dislike the various numinous connections the other main characters in previous novels had, but in terms of world building we were due one atheistic sympathetic main character.) I also continue to love the way this series treats compassion and kindness and redeemability as important. Dian, one of the Melian sisters who in the previous novel was in what was probably my favourite scene in which Caralys, the heroine of said novel, was kind to her despite Dian having been hostile towards Caralys the entire novel. And now we see Dian more fleshed out and in a scenario where she in turn is able to show charm, wit and compassion - without negating the earlier issues. Not only is her sibling relationship with Aurore fun, but her hook up with Antisia is a great take on the "relationship started for utiliarian motives becomes meaningful" trope. (Btw, and speaking of Antisia: Here it gets spoilery again. ))

The one caveat I have is that while this novel tells its own story, I wouldn't start the series with it but start at the beginning if you're a new reader. (None of the novels are very long, so this doesn't mean years of your reading life, don't worry.) By now, I just think knowing the previous goings-on adds a lot of satisfying texture to what is already a very enjoyable story.

Film post: Beetlejuice (1988)

Apr. 13th, 2026 04:59 pm
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Beetlejuice (1988)
Comedy-drama | Letterboxd 3.7/5 | IMDb 7.4/10 | BBFC 15

Tim Burton's film about a couple who can't come to grips with being dead is pretty darn unhinged. Michael Keaton in the title role improvised some of his dialogue, and perhaps unsurprisingly not all the lines hit – but quite a few do, and he has so much energy. Winona Ryder is great as goth teen Lydia, though a few of the other characters have dated badly. It takes a bit too long to see Beetlejuice himself, but the sensible running time keeps things rattling along thereafter. Some amusing special effects, too. Not a stupendous classic, but good fun. ★★★½

Birdfeeding

Apr. 13th, 2026 11:04 am
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Today is cloudy, breezy, and mild.

I fed the birds. I haven't seen any yet.

I put out water for the birds.

I've seen a six-spotted tiger beetle on the brick of the big red birdbath. I figure it's either drinking from the moist brick or hunting other insects attracted to the water. :D








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Health things

Apr. 13th, 2026 04:32 pm
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Frozen shoulder:

After a three week wait I got a phone call from the GP, who agreed it was probably a frozen shoulder after all and a steroid injection would be appropriate but should be done as soon as possible. so I came in that afternoon. Injection duly done I noted that one of the listed possible side effects was "doesn't work" which was dryly amusing. I asked about the possibility of hydro-distension (injecting the joint with sterile water to manually free up the stuck bits) if that was the case, and was sent a URL where I could try self-referral for that (though warned of a long wait). Initial response to the injection was promising, very increased movement the next day, though without much decrease in pain. It's now been a couple of weeks, and the range of movement is still quite limited, but I think overall I'm able to do things for longer before being in pain. Still very achy yesterday after a day of walking (bluebells!) and computer gaming. I investigated the self-referral webpage today, and it seems to be *physio* referral, but I filled in the form anyway. Depending on how long the wait for that is it's probably worth it compared to paying £60 for 40 minutes with the private physio, and perhaps they'll be able to arrange the hydro-distension too. Now we wait

HRT/coil:

The first GP I "saw" about the shoulder also started me on combined oestrogen/progesterone patches for HRT, with a referral to get my Mirena coil changed early, so it would provide the progesterone component once changed. I got a text message a week or two later with a link to book a coil clinic place, but the first one was the following lunchtime (too short notice) and the next ones were while we're away in May. I checked back again today in case more dates had become available, and there's one slot in a clinic at their Linton practice on 16th May. Linton is too far away to practicably cycle home from after having a coil inserted, so I've contacted them via practice's admin webform to ask if there are likely to be any other dates available in the near future in Shelford or Sawston, or should I just book the Linton one and get a taxi. I fear by the time I hear back that won't be an option any more anyway at this rate! Now we wait :) Edit: SMS from GP receptionist "Please keep checking back for new appointments". I may try calling the local sexual health clinic - but I don't know if they do coils for over 50s!

Other: I was due to go give blood today (being long enough after the steroid injection and not currently awaiting any investigations) but I've got a bit of a cold, so I've postponed until next week. Always feel bad about cancelling on the day, but better than donating with germs! Once the blood donation is done I need to book in the second Shingles vaccine dose too. More things for awkward arms :) Matthew had his HPV vaccine recently though with no ill effects, and I'm so glad that's available now. That reminds me, I need to fill in the paperwork with his phone number - now he's 13 he's allowed to be responsible for his own healthcare decisions to some extent and they want to be able to contact him directly. Also looking at sorting out his email access now he's old enough to have his own account properly (rather than me running one for him). That's a bit off-topic though :)

Cultural Genetics

Apr. 13th, 2026 11:25 am
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Monday. Cloudy and damp. Bed's been stripped, towels are drying, eggs on to be boiled hard, submitted news of LUC6's imminent publication to MWPA's newsletter. Sea Shanties streaming. Apparently the week's theme is Sea Shanties.

Waiting for a friend to come by and pick up a thing, after which I b'lieve I'll wander out into the day and perform this list of errands.

Many thanks to all (on FB) who weighed in on yesterday's discussions regarding cultural relativity.

I'm a little past the half-way point in Duainfey. Altimere's invention has been proved, and I haven't seen any porn yet. I do see that we were very subtle on the SF underpinings, which is to say, I knew it was a First Contact novel, and Steve knew it was a First Contact novel, but we might've been the only ones. Though one of course must feel for poor Charlie Mason, taken up by the Purity League for building his steam carriage. Also, Points to the authors for that very telling discussion of duty in which Altimere likens his care for Becca to her care for her horse.

What else? Not much. Oh. I'm feeling some sharper today, which tells me that not only is writing a book much more wearing using only one brain, but recovery takes longer. Information, I suppose.

How's everybody holding up?

One of the other things roused up out of muck at the bottom of my brain relative to yesterday's conversation -- there had used to be what were called "racy" or "naughty" novels. The Night Life of the Gods by Thorne Smith is my benchmark "naughty" novel, though Topper will do in a pinch (I adore Topper; I'd read it again, if I wasn't afraid the book will fall apart on me). It seems to me that there are no more "naughty" novels, though I'd be pleased to be proved wrong (titles, anybody?), that we have various kinds of Romances -- sweet, sexy, hot, and so on -- and of course we have porn, but nothing that's just ... bawdily flirtatious.

Someone in yesterday's discussions mentioned Nick and Nora Charles, who were more flirtatious than naughty; they teased each other: elegantly, wittily, playfully, sexually. It was play, and illustrated that they each felt safe in their partnership and with each other.

One of the things that continually startles me, in my Brave New World, is how carefree ("carefree" meaning "free of care") and playful I was able to feel, knowing that I had backup, and genuine affection in my life.

Anyhoots! The eggs are cooling, and I need to get the towels out of the dryer.

 


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For Poetry Monday:

Freight, Andrea Cohen

What weighs
more—

pound
of feathers

or the memory
of thinking

you
might fly?


---L.

Subject quote from Anti-Hero, Taylor Swift.

föhn / foehn

Apr. 13th, 2026 07:38 am
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This is not exactly a theme week as the five words on tap this week are not notionally grouped, but they are synchronically grouped in that they were all encountered in Chalet School books by Elinor M. Brent-Dyer, specifically post-war volumes set near and above Interlaken, Switzerland. This first one might be a repeat, but if so my google fu can't confirm it:


föhn or foehn (FAYN, FÖN) - n., a warm dry wind blowing down the lee side of mountains.


Originally and often specifically down the north slopes of the Alps. It's caused when moist air on the windward side of the mountains is pushed upward, cooling it and thus causing the moisture to precipitate out, then when it descends on the other side, it undergoes adiabatic warming:

schematic diagram of how foehns form
Thanks, WikiMedia!

In many places, foehn winds have local names, such as Santa Anas in southern California and chinooks in the Rocky Mountains. As you might expect, given the spelling, we got the word from German Föhn, where it also means hair drier (!), but the wind sense was originally from Swiss German and/or Middle High German fœnne, from Old High German phonno/phōno, from (possibly via Romansh favuogn/fuogn) Vulgar Latin *faōnius, from Latin favōnius, west wind, (the Roman counterpart of Greek zephyr) which was traditionally supposed to be a mild weather and harbinger of spring -- and in Switzerland foehn are indeed associated with late winter thaws.

---L.

concert review: Attacca Quartet

Apr. 13th, 2026 07:53 am
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This was something special.

Taking place in the smaller theater on the top floor of the SF building whose main venue is the Herbst, it consisted of a single 90-minute set of string quartet music by Caroline Shaw. For three pieces which were art songs in format, Shaw herself - a founding member of the vocal ensemble A Roomful of Teeth - came onstage and provided the vocals.

I first heard of Shaw in 2013 when she won the Pulitzer Prize for a vocal piece she'd written for her ensemble. I heard it and was quite taken with the bold but winning composition. I began looking forward to and seeking out her music. I've heard some of the pieces at this concert - "And So," "The Evergreen," "Valencia" - before.

But I hadn't heard the Attacca Quartet play them. They're so taken with Shaw's music they'd be happy if they could arrange to play nothing else. They took a strong and precision-oriented approach to this music, which served well its intricacies and cutting edges, but was perhaps not always the best approach for conveying the emotional winningness of the music. But it was always vividly arresting. The most striking moments came in "Blueprint," which features frequent fortissimo unified attacks after long pauses. These were always, uniformly, precisely aligned so that all four players were as one. A lot of good ensembles can't do that.

Elsewhere, though, squeaking the bow across the strings was striking the first time it happened, but after twenty repetitions I'd had enough. This was the only time I've ever gotten tired of what Shaw was writing. The precision uniformity of Attacca's approach didn't help here.

I find Shaw's music to have wholeness and healing in it despite a style emphasizing stuttering and fragmentation. If this concert didn't emphasize those first qualities, it was nevertheless an arresting and exciting performance of a lot of music by one of the finest composers currently out in the world.

I arrived in the City early enough to attend half of a free certificate recital by a student at the SF Conservatory. This was up in the recital hall near the top of the Conservatory's new high-rise, which I hadn't been in before. The glass wall behind the players provides a striking north view of the dome of City Hall. Anyway, the student was Ruisi Doris Du, playing on viola an arrangement of one of Bach's cello suites. It was a bit stiff and formal, characteristic of people less than seasoned professionals playing Bach, but as far as I could tell she was completely technically adept. B., who plays viola herself, would have enjoyed it, but she's not going all the way up to the City for a viola recital.

Unfortunately time pressure meant I couldn't stay for the second half, which featured Rachmaninoff (also an arrangement from cello) and Rebecca Clarke (not).
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This is how we imagined humanity's first trip to the moon before Apollo 11...

Five Vintage SF Works About Travelling to the Moon

Gonna be a long week... [status]

Apr. 13th, 2026 09:10 am
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Yesterday while grocery shopping I forgot to buy a loaf of bread, even though it was on the shopping list and I checked the list right before heading to checkout (helped me remember cupcake liners, but not the bread, heh).

I also ran myself out of time yesterday for doing make-ahead breakfasts for the week, so it's going to be a week of oatmeal for breakfast.

And the grading still hasn't done itself.

One Horse Gap in Illinois

Apr. 13th, 2026 08:00 am
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One Horse Gap in the Shawnee National Forest.

Along a trail in the woods of southern Illinois, the pathway suddenly tightens. This is One Horse Gap, a natural corridor carved into the sandstone bedrock of Shawnee National Forest.

The name hints at its dimensions. The passage is so constricted that, historically, it was said only a single horse could pass through at a time. The rock walls rise steeply on either side, creating a cool, shaded slot that feels more like a secret passage than an everyday hiking trail.

The gap itself is part of a designated loop trail within the forest, allowing hikers to experience not only the narrow corridor but also surrounding bluffs, seasonal waterfalls, and dense hardwood forest. The sandstone formations here are part of the same geologic story that shaped other dramatic features in Shawnee, including Garden of the Gods.

Despite its striking geology, One Horse Gap remains relatively quiet compared to the forest’s most photographed overlooks. Its wonder is intimate and immersive. Moss clings to the damp rock, and fallen leaves collect in the creases of stone. Sound softens. For a moment, the forest can feel less like a wilderness and more like a hidden architectural space, sculpted by time and water.

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Walking along the Makanda Boardwalk.

The town of Makanda has a proud history of reinvention. Founded as a camp for workers building the Central Illinois Railroad in 1845, the town boomed as a way station for freight destined for Chicago. 

After early growth tied to agriculture and the railroad, the town saw decline when the railroad rerouted and traffic dwindled. In the 1970s, artists and craftspeople began moving in, drawn by the rolling Shawnee Hills and the town’s low rents. At the heart of this revival was the historic Makanda Boardwalk. 

When it was first built, this elevated wooden walkway kept foot traffic out of the muddy streets, serving railroad travelers passing through what was then a bustling stop along the Illinois Central line. Today, it is lined with galleries, artisan shops, and eclectic storefronts, and feels less like a relic of past commerce and more like a refuge for the creatively inclined.

Visitors can stroll the wooden planks today and find locally made jewelry, pottery, and more at Visions art gallery. Gourmet sandwiches, coffee, and hand-dipped ice cream are among the many offerings at the Makanda General Store. The Makanda Trading Company proudly describes the town as “the most hippie place in Illinois.”

The boardwalk runs only about a block, but the whimsical atmosphere is unique. Seasonal events, including music festivals and art gatherings, further reinforce its identity as a creative enclave rather than a conventional shopping strip.

Instead of fading into history, Makanda reinvented itself as a haven for artists and independent spirits. This short stretch of sidewalk feels like a secret corner of Illinois, an escape from the everyday that’s worth exploring.

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Hill prairies are among the rarest natural habitats in Illinois.

When you approach the top of McAdams Peak, the woods part, the wind picks up, and the landscape falls away. From this singular viewpoint along a looping 1.8-mile trail, visitors can take in the Illinois River, several nearby lakes, and the nearby junction of the Mississippi River. 

On a clear day, visitors can see 30 miles to the St. Louis skyline, a sweeping panorama that feels far removed from the Prairie State’s reputation. This portion of the park is part of a 300-acre nature preserve dedicated to this distinctive ecosystem.

Hill prairies are among the rarest natural habitats in Illinois, clinging to steep, sun-baked slopes where thin soils and exposure keep trees at bay. Standing at the overlook, you are not just looking at a scenic view, but at a delicate ecological edge.

The river corridor below is also a migratory highway. Pere Marquette State Park is widely recognized as one of the best places in Illinois to observe wintering bald eagles, which gather along stretches of open water. From the heights of McAdams Peak, birders may spot eagles soaring on thermals or perched in riverside trees, along with other raptors riding the updrafts along the bluffs.

There are 12 miles of marked hiking trails in Pere Marquette State Park, in addition to a paved bike path, 20 miles of equestrian trails, and several boat launches. The McAdams Peak Trail climbs steadily through the hardwood forest before emerging onto the blufftop. The shift is dramatic. Shade gives way to wide-open sky. The air feels sharper. And the rivers rolling below become the central characters in a surprisingly dramatic tableau.

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