It was a beautiful day and the sky was full of clouds, just the thing for a trip to Good Harbor Bay. Upon arrival, however, the skies in the west were not ideal, in fact, they were sort of bland. But upon turning around and looking to the east, it was immediately clear that the trip was not a total loss. I setup the tripod near the ever-changing banks of Shalda Creek and considered myself fortunate to be witness yet again to another beautiful day in Northern Michigan.