Different World
In the mid-sixties, we would cruise to Green's Basin for an overnight stay. We anchored our small (20') boat next to a small island at the entrance to the Basin. There were few residences in the area. When inside Green's Basin, no mountains were visible, and the area reminded us of the small lake where we would spend summers in southern Michigan. The northern side of the Basin was full of beautiful green reeds. Wonderful memories of this once-remote area of our fantastic lake. 🐻
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