The Lake Farers

In 2013, I moved to Chicago from Boston, leaving behind the place that had connected me so closely to my ancestry. Lake Michigan took the place of the Atlantic Ocean, and I struggled to feel the same connection to the lake, as I did to the sea. My fear of water dulled - but so did the notion of the sublime. I began seeking out others who were more acquainted with the lake - who felt the connection I so desperately missed. I hoped to learn what drew them to this seemingly tame body of water, and if I could ever find the sublime in Lake Michigan.

These are their stories...