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LAKE MICHIGAN 2021

My Fifth Time Crossing And Birthday Celebration
BEST PADDLING CONDITIONS  •  RECORDS ARE SHATTERED
A GRAND FINALE AND AND 60TH BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION
- The first to complete an in season three-peat.
Rawley Point LighthouseHaving just launched from Wisconsin's Lake Michigan shoreline.
On Tuesday, July 13, I launch from Wisconsin to cross Lake Michigan in my 17’ 2” open sea kayak. When I finish 13 hours and 8 minutes later, I become the first ever to:
  • Complete three crossings during a single season: June 10, 27, July 13 (33 days)
  • Complete four crossings in less than 1-year.
  • Cross a total five times (’16, ’20, ’21 (3))

While there is no central source capturing Lake Michigan solo paddle crossings, it is believed that I am the first to complete more than one. Each of my Lake Michigan trips begin under Wisconsin’s Rawley Point Lighthouse and ends at Michigan’s Big Sable Lighthouse, 50 miles away as the crow flies.

While I am comfortable paddling in strong winds around 20 mph and waves between 2 - 3 feet in height, when crossing our Great Lakes I look for conditions where the winds are in the single digits and the lake is expected to be relatively calm. Having been watching long-term weather forecasts, Tuesday suddenly opens up and meets all my predefined ‘go’ parameters. 

I can’t pass up this window of good weather. I think to myself, “What a great way to celebrate my birthday and final Great Lakes crossing. I will never forget what I did on my 60th!” 


THE NIGHT BEFORE
With every Lake Michigan crossing, I visit Point Beach State Forest the night before to take in the view and get my game face on. With the moderate winds having not yet pushed through, I take a little more time watching the white caps crash on shore. It is a healthy reminder to never take the power of our Great Lakes for granted. Before I leave, more than once, I get on my knees to give prayer and ask for safe passage.

This crossing will be like no other. Certain it will be my last, this trip is all about taking in the views and embracing the journey. I don’t give too much thought of setting a personal record for speed. To celebrate this grand finale, I bring with me the partial remains of my parents. I think, “How special it will be to share this grand adventure with mom and dad.”  

It will make for interesting conversation along the way as I imagine my mother’s disapproval and dad’s apprehension.I think, "How special it will be to share this grand adventure with mom and dad."
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THE MORNING COMES QUICKLY
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It is a restless night with the thought of the next day looming over me. At just past 4 AM, the best I can do is shift my weight while I imagine there being a chance for a little more sleep. At about 4:30 AM I give in to my excitement and prepare for launch.

The forecast was correct, cloudy with the chance for rain. This morning there are no bright colors from a rising sun and the sound of rain hitting my car tells me it’s going to be a cold, wet start. As I walk the beach I look over the horizon for clues about the day. As expected, the lake is calm and the sky is solid gray as far as I can see.

With the threat of rain, it is best I dress warmly to avoid having to fend off a cold wet chill. Today, I will be wearing my 1.5 ml neoprene zippered top, pants, and 3.0 ml booties. I was hoping to wear a lighter top as the temperature is expected to reach the low-to-mid 70s. I am a little worried as I know how hot I get when wearing my wetsuit and paddling tens of thousands of strokes when it’s warm, and having to respond to the unpredictability of the lake.
IT'S A LAUNCH
With my bright red open sea kayak packed and partial remains of my mother and father carefully placed under my seat, I launch at 6:10 AM on what is expected to be my last Great Lakes crossing. 

A minute later, having passed through Lake Michigan’s tricky shallows and crashing waves, I stop to pause. I think to myself, “How lucky am I to have the opportunity and good health to set out and achieve something that no one else has before, to make claim as being the ‘first ever.’”
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PERSONAL REFLECTIONS
Having reset expectations about paddling across our Great Lakes, I wonder how long will it be before someone else attempts the same. I think about the memories made and shared, and the stories my children and grandchildren will tell. I can’t help but feel a little proud about what I am about to achieve. 

Who would have thought, what began as a weekend hobby for summer fun on the local lake, would evolve into an obsession of continuously seeking new adventure and greater personal challenge. At the end of this season, my sixth, I will have paddled 6,000 miles on many of our country’s most scenic rivers, bays, and Great Lakes. This distance is equivalent to that from Minneapolis to Japan. If you reference Hawaii, you must travel another 2,000 miles.
I take a deep breath, look above and give thanks, then tell mom and dad, “Let’s go!” As expected, their response is less than enthusiastic. Mom isn’t happy. LOL.
NNE WINDS CHALLENGE MY SENSE OF DIRECTION
The trip goes much as expected. The only surprise is my being challenged by NNE winds for the fist time, and an unrelenting lake that pushes me north and well off course. With the only thought being to enjoy this last grand adventure, I simply focus on keeping my kayak upright and pointed SSE 104º.

Because of the overcast conditions and the lake taking on the colors of the sky, for quite awhile there is nothing to view but a blanket of monochromatic gray. I find myself often staring at my compass as there is little else to hold my interest. 

Remaining true to plan, every hour I stop to rest, drink and snack, to avoid dehydration and fend off fatigue. Over the first two hours I am making rapid progress. At 8:15 AM it begins to rain and the temperature quickly drops. I worry, “Will I face the same type of pounding deluge with strong gusts of wind as I experienced in Michigan two weeks ago?”
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​Around 10:10 AM the wind picks up, but remains within my desired range. When I pause, I am surprised by how quickly my kayak spins around and points nearly due north. It seems odd as the wind is still coming from the NNE. I don’t give it much thought, but I am puzzled. 
MY PACE IS QUICKER THAN I THINK 
When I stop to rest at 11:10 AM I pull up MapQuest to get a reading of my location. I notice that I am much further along than I thought. If I continue at this pace, I should reach the imaginary Wisconsin and Michigan state line after paddling only six hours. At this pace I will make it across in a record 12 hours!

I can’t help but get excited and pick up my pace.  
FATIGUE SOON SETS IN
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With the high humidity, my core heating up, and strain on my arms, I am forced to pull back and give up any thought of a record pace. I take a reading of my position and discover I am well off course. If I continue in this direction I will land 16 miles north in Manistee.

I can’t help but get excited and pick up my pace.  

​I later learn when I crossed the Wisconsin and Michigan state border, I was four miles north of my desired course. I had journeyed further off course than ever before. Despite the favorable NNE winds, the undertow of the lake had overpowered me. It’s another reminder, “Never underestimate the power of the lake.“

To adjust for being so far off course and tired, I reset my compass reading to SSE 120º and focus on; improving my stroke, moving my source of power to my abs, and relaxing my grip on my paddle. I now expect to finish sometime after 14 hours and before sunset.
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2021 Routes | Actual and Plan
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A cooling towel helps offset the heat.
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MY SPIRIT IS LIFTED
At around 2 PM the thick gray sky begins to breakup. The bright shades of blue are a welcomed change and the distant cloud bank along Michigan’s shore gives me a sense of optimism. Instead of focusing on my compass, I select a distinct shape in the clouds to set direction and take in the panoramic views of this awesome, beautiful Great Lake.

It is this that draws me back to crossing Lake Michigan. Its beauty, the serenity, solitude, grand adventure, sense of accomplishment, and the closeness I feel to others and God.
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With my spirit lifted, I look up to give thanks again for remarkable day and life. I imagine seeing the faces of family and dear friends, as I know they’re watching and wondering. I continue talking to mom and dad. Mom remains unhappy and dad continues trying to deflect any responsibility. I can’t help but smile.
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I look around and am in awe of the breathtaking view. I am surrounded by an endless, awesome, open sea. It's spectacular, and I wish others could experience what I see. 


CHASING A PERSONAL BEST
It’s time to pause, refresh, and take a reading on MapQuest. Having slowed my pace, I wonder how much my progress has been effected. To my surprise, it appears I haven’t lost any time at all. I estimate my distance and begin thinking I may come close to matching my personal best time of 13.25 hours, maybe even beat it.
Before I get too excited I search for any sign of Michigan, my home state. The first sight is often the sand dunes just south of Big Sable Lighthouse. When I see them I know I’m about four hours out. Sadly, I don’t see any sign of Michigan the time, I suspect the sand dunes are hidden by low hanging clouds.

But, with a little sense of optimism I pick up my pace.
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THE FIRST SIGHT OF MICHIGAN 
A little later I spot the discernible color of Michigan’s sandy shoreline. Instinctively, I give out a loud shout of joy, then look up and call on my life-long best friend Jack for encouragement, then my brother for even more support.  

With my thoughts on those above, I imagine the faces of and begin talking to my grandparents, and long-time friend and personal confidant Pamela. Sadly, she also died this past year and just a couple of weeks after my best friend Jack. 

With support of family and friends above, and mom and dad with me, my spirits are lifted and energy strengthens. Feeling hopeful and checking my watch for time, I am now almost certain I have a chance of setting a new personal best for speed. 

Although the sky behind me remains heavy and gray, the sky in front begins to open up. It’s striking combination of blue sky and towering cotton-like clouds is a refreshing change. It seems as if everything is coming together now.

PUSHED TO NEAR FATIGUE
Having paddled for more than 10 hours on this hot and humid day, I have worked up a heavy sweat and drank over 120 ounces of water. With the occasional cramping of my abs, I know I haven’t been drinking enough. I dip into the lake to fill up another bottle with Pure Michigan water.
There are other warning signs that I have pushed myself to the limit. 
I am struggling with basic math as I try calculating distance and time, to estimate my ETA. With the change in time zones, it's adding another layer of complexity that’s challenging me. I know I shouldn’t have, but I traded out a couple of scheduled heavy meals with quick snacks. I thought I could get away with it and at the time the thought of consuming warm food didn’t set well. 
I am now being punished with a diminished capacity to think clearly.
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BIG SABLE LIGHTHOUSE IN SIGHT
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At about twelve miles out I expect to see Ludington’s black and white striped Big Sable Lighthouse. While I am surrounded by an incredible lake view that I may never see again, I can’t help but keep my eyes lock toward shore in hopes of seeing Big Sable.  

Then, aways in front of me I spot a small, gray, vertical landmark. Just as quickly it disappears. Certain it‘s Big Sable I keep looking toward its approximate location. It momentarily appears, then disappears again. I tell myself, ”There is nothing else of this shape along this section of Michigan’s shoreline. It must be Big Sable.”  

​With a laser focus on the area ahead, I spot this distinctive shape again and am able to confirm, it’s Big Sable! I let out a shout of joy and pump my fist. The finish is in sight. 
It is close to 6 PM ET. My progress is much better than I thought, far better in fact. If I dig deep and push hard, I have a reasonable chance of finishing by 8 PM ET. This will give me a record sub 13-hour time!
Looking above, I reach out to my best friend Jack and brother John again. I tell them, “Let’s do it! Let’s get at it.” I think of my grandparents and dear friend Pamela, I know they’re watching and will be cheering me on too. 
I think of mom and dad. Their thoughts haven’t changed. Mom wants nothing more than to get off this lake and dad wants to escape the wrath. I can’t help but smile. I am thankful I brought them along on this grand adventure and celebratory moment.
PUSHING FOR A NEW PERSONAL BEST
On my final Lake Michigan crossing and 60th birthday, I am determined to finish with a personal best time. Before I begin my two-hour sprint, I take my mandatory break to generously hydrate and have a hearty snack. With a focus on working my abs, keeping a relaxed grip, and taking long deep breaths, it’s a go!
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While pushing as hard as I can, I scan the shoreline north and south looking for Great Lakes freighters that I may have to navigate around. It’s the first Lake Michigan crossing where I haven’t seen any freighters. While it’s a relief to not have to worry, I miss seeing them.  

​An hour later I take my last mandatory break. It’s a bit shorter this time as I am trying to squeeze out every minute. It’s difficult to estimate distance on the lake, but I am still thinking of a sub 13-hour time. I dig deep, push hard, then call out above for support. Every minute Big Sable appears larger. While there remains incredible lake views to take in, I am super focused on Big Sable and achieving a new personal best.
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Coming from a WNW direction and with Big Sable just in front of me, I glance down at my watch. It is clear, I won’t be finishing before 8 PM ET. I am disappointed and reset my goal to finish before 8:10 PM, the 13-hour mark. I dig deeper, and sadly this too slips by.
THE FINAL STRETCH   
As I continue my sprint toward Big Sable, I watch the path of the fishing boat coming from my right. So fatigued, I struggle to determine if we each maintain our course, will we collide?

We’re so close, the captain and I have made eye contact. His lines are out and I am racing to finish my Lake Michigan crossing. I know he has the right of way, but I am determined. I am hopeful and think there may not be any need for either of us to change speed or direction.

I am wrong. 

I lean forward, dig deeper, paddle a little quicker, doing all that I can to muster additional speed. I can tell it’s not going to enough. While keeping an eye on the captain and his boat, I make a slight turn north to create additional separation. It’s not enough. The captain makes a slight course correction toward shore, enough to be certain that we don’t collide.

Too tired to think about anything other than finishing quickly, I sheepishly give him a quick nod and smile, then push forward toward Big Sable. With every paddle she grows incrementally in size. How I love this lighthouse!
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A GRAND FINISH
At 8:18 PM ET, I complete my fifth and final Lake Michigan crossing in 13 hours and 8 minutes. This is 17 minutes better than my prior best time. Having just completed my goal of being the first to complete an in-season three-peat, I am feeling prideful, relieved, and content.

As I glide toward shore, where I plan to set camp for the night, I make a final sprint to drive my kayak up on the sandy beach. As I near, I can tell the beach’s slope is much steeper than I thought and it will be too risky to safely exit. Too late to change course, I plow forward to only confirm. 

Lodged on the beach, I assess my options. Too tired to paddle the short distance to my right where there is clearly a much better area to exit the lake, I decide to back paddle, turn my kayak sideways, and let the lake gently push me parallel against the shore.

Although I know this is not the best option, as it does nothing to eliminate the steep slope and my likely spilling into the lake, I continue on anyway.

With my kayak pushed sideways up against the beach and paddle stuck deeply into the sand acting as a brace, I attempt my exit. With my aching stiff body and kayak perilously positioned on edge, I know my fate. Too tired or too stubborn to change, I begin my exit. As expected, before I’m even able to remove both legs from under the cockpit, I find myself flailing into cold Lake Michigan.

Naturally, the first thing I do is quickly stand up and look around to see if anyone saw my weak attempt at a landing and even more pathetic spill. No one saw me. My fragile ego remains intact as no one knows. LOL.

I will certainly never forget how I finished my final Great Lakes crossing and what I did on my 60th birthday. It was an amazing, record setting, grand finale. 


- ONE MORE THING TO DO  -
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A TEARFUL FAREWELL
The next evening, on a breezy Wednesday night with light rain, I walk the half mile pier leading to Ludington’s North Breakwater Light. There is a couple ahead of me and I hope they complete the turn and head back, as I wish to be alone.

With my parents’ ashes in my hand, it will be a solemn moment. 

As I approach the breakwater light, I say hello to the couple passing on my right. The rain has lifted and all that remains is a cool breeze. I make my way to the other side of the light where I wait for a fishing boat to pass, so I will have the area all to myself.

All alone now, I look over the horizon and take in the incredible view of Lake Michigan. While the rain and light wind has passed, the lake is still churning. I look down and watch the clear, dark water crashing against the pier. As I think about what I had just accomplished, the lake’s strength and power shakes me to my core. I take a step back and catch my breath.

After collecting my nerves, I look up and give thanks for having safely made it across this incredible lake five times and have made seven Great Lakes crossings in total. I can’t help but think, “How lucky am I?”

I then give prayer and the tears begin to flow. With no one around I begin to share my thoughts out loud. I have been blessed with an incredible life and beautiful family, and have achieved more than I ever imagined. Words cannot express how much I miss my parents and brother.
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With a gentle toss, I release my parents’ ashes into the lake. I watch Lake Michigan’s powerful, crashing waves accept them with a surprising gentle ease. As the waves churn and ashes slowly disperse, my tears begin to freely flow down my cheeks. 

I stand there still, unaware of anyone or anything around me, and watch until their ashes disappear. All I see is the reflection of light coming from the setting sun above. I tell them I love them, and once again I say good-bye.


Thank you for joining me on yet another grand adventure. I hope my stories and photography inspire adventure in you.
To read more stories and view photography highlighting my six years of paddling, click here.
LAKE MICHIGAN RECORDS AND INSIGHTS
​While there is no central source keeping records of Lake Michigan solo paddle crossings, I believe I hold several:
Lake Michigan Records
  • # of of crossings:    5  (’16, ’20, 21 (3))
  • # during a 12 month period:     4  (JLY 24, 2020, thru JLY 13, 2021)
  • # in a single season:    3  (33 days - JUN 10 & 27, JLY 13, 2021)
  • Fastest time:    13 hours, 8 minutes

The Four Parts of a Great Lakes Paddle
Part 1:     Fresh, excited, optimistic.
Part 2:     The realization of the strength and endurance needed sets it.
Part 3:     The strain of the journey hits you. You wonder, “What am I thinking?”
Part 4:     With the end in sight, spirits are lifted.

Thoughts after Finishing
The moment of:    So tired, you swear never again. 
Days later:  You think of the excitement and accomplishment, and the possibility of another.
​Equipment
Kayak 
              
NC Kayaks 17’ 2” NC Quest  
Fiberglass and no rudder       
No outrigger
Paddle
Werner Kalliste 2 piece straight shaft
Carbon low angle paddle

For insights on how to prepare for your Great Lakes crossing, click here.
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THE NORTHLAND ADVENTURER

TABLE OF CONTENTS
Let me take you on my journey. 
Click on the links below (underlined) of those topics which interest you most. ​
Paddling our Major Tributaries
•  Rum River 2017
•  Rum River 2019
•  Cannon River
•  Superior Bay 

•  Upper St. Croix
•  Headwaters of the Mississippi
•  Namekagon River
•  Kalamazoo River

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Top Stops and Events
•  Lower St. Croix - Taylors Falls, MN
•  ​Lake Pepin and Lake City, MN

•  Lake Hamlin, MI
•  St. Paul, MN and Raspberry Island
•  ​Stillwater, MN
•  Tall Ships Duluth Festival
Objects of Interest
•  Great Lakes Lighthouses
•  Bridges of Stillwater

•  Wisconsin Central Bridge Ruins
•  Soo Line High Bridge
•  Vertical Lift Bridges
•  Trains
​•  Railroad Bridges
​•  Tugs and Barges

​•  Locks and Dams
​•  Business and Industry
Subjects of Interest
•  The Joy of the Journey
•  Overhanging Branches
•  Best of All It's Fall
•  Get Off the River!

•  Michigan's Prized Grand River
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Grand Adventures
•  Crossing Lake Huron
•  ​Straits of Mackinac 
•  Crossing Lake Michigan #1 - 2016

•  Crossing Lake Michigan #2 - 7.24.20
•  Crossing Lake Michigan #3 - 6.11.21

•  Crossing Lake Michigan #4 - 6.27.21
•  Crossing Lake Michigan #5 - 7.13.21
•  Crossing Lake Superior - 2017
•  SEVENTY48 
•  Campus to Coast -  A 150 Mile Race 

•  Paddling the Pere Marquette
Newsworthy
•  ABC NEWS: Avid  Kayaker Brushes Death
•  The Whole Story


Easter 2019
•  A Narrow Escape

​Reflections
•  A Wonderful Journey

​About
•  More about Mike Stout
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For helpful hints to plan your Great Lakes crossing, click here.

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  • Northland Adventurer
    • Rum River 2017
    • Rum River 2019
    • Cannon River
    • Superior Bay
    • Upper St. Croix
    • Headwaters of the Mississippi
    • Namekagon River
    • Kalamazoo River
    • Taylors Falls - Lower St. Croix
    • Lake Pepin & Lake City
    • Lake Hamlin
    • St. Paul, MN & Raspberry Island
    • Tall Ships Duluth Festival
    • Stillwater, MN
    • Great Lakes Lighthouses
    • Bridges of Stillwater
    • Wisconsin Central Bridge Ruins
    • Soo Line High Bridge
    • Vertical Lift Bridges
    • Trains
    • Railroad Bridges
    • Tugs and Barges
    • Locks and Dams
    • Business and Industry
    • The Joy of the Journey
    • Overhanging Branches
    • Best of All It's Fall
    • Get Off the River!
    • Our Prized Grand River
    • Crossing Lake Huron
    • Straits of Mackinac
    • Crossing Lake Michigan - 2016
    • Crossing Lake Michigan - 2020
    • Crossing Lake Michigan - 6.10.21
    • Crossing Lake Michigan - 6.27.21
    • Crossing Lake Michigan - 7.13.21
    • Crossing Lake Superior >
      • Helpful Hints
      • Packing for Great Lakes Crossings
    • SEVENTY48
    • Campus to Coast
    • Paddling the Pere Marquette
    • Avid Kayaker Brushes Death >
      • The Whole Story
    • A Narrow Escape 2019
    • Reflections
    • More about Mike
  • Contact