I met a couple of young men in the hotel elevator this morning. They told me they went off-roading for seven hours yesterday... 5 of which they were lost.
It's easy to get lost in the U.P. Perhaps it's even a mandatory part of the experience, like eating pasties or buying fudge in Mackinaw City.
Wednesday Granna, Son and I took a 3 mile hike and found ourselves at an apparently unmarked convergence of paths. Not sure of the right way to head, we took a walk in a couple of directions before it became plain we were wrong. We started to worry we were lost. I even walked all the way back to the last sign post to check to be sure we were on the right path.
Finally we tried the only way left before us, but a way that looked certainly wrong. Yep, you guessed it. That was our path.
It was a good reminder that the correct choice may be right in front of you and it is only your uncertainty or impatience that keeps you from seeing it. Don't be afraid to test out a few wrong directions before you get on the right track.