Perilous Walk

it was a cold and bitter day and I had vowed to walk the break water at least 100 yards out. My friend Daniel and I were cautious and wearing rubber boots to protect our feet. Water was already sloshing around our feet. The lake looked angry as only Lake Michigan can get. We finally made it to the hundred-yard point and headed back
Already the wind had increased its volume and the way his room breaking harder. 100 yards from Shore might not seem like much but when you’re on the Breakwater on this kind of went it sure seems that long. By the time we made it back to shore the waves were breaking over the Breakwater mightily. We had timed our adventure just right. Daniel looked at me and I looked at him and we both knew we would never do this again.