WASHED ROCKS

Washed Rocks

 

Washed Rocks

I am a frequent visitor to the mouth of the Baptism River.   Located in Tettegouche State Park, the river finishes its journey to Lake Superior after falling several hundred feet through the highlands along the lake’s North Shore.   The river’s power is evident from the rocks and pebbles in the sand bar where the river meets the big lake and by the cleft it has worn through the cliffs at Lake Superior’s shore.

I am always moved by the clash of the water’s power where this river meets the Lake– the polished rocks carried to the lakeshore by the river, there  to be further polished by the wave action of the great lake.