The Entry Point.
There was one summer in my past when I randomly searched for lakes within a one hour's drive from Wahpeton (ND), and after discovering that there were quite a few, I went on a quest that summer to kayak on as many of them as possible. I think I ended up floating on at least fifteen lakes that summer, and I might've been able to paddle on more if we hadn't had a sweet old Saint Bernard at home, missing her human companion... Once Saint Sadie left us in the fall of 2018, I used the next summer to take myself somewhere on my own retreat, to get away from "it all" and to kayak on bodies of water beyond the hour zone. That meant, in 2019, I ended up outside of Duluth. The rental cabin was teeny tiny, and it had the ability to be a boat house - that's how much on the water it was. Well, I had brought my own "watercraft," and the entry point to the lake was the dock. There wasn't a shoreline, there wasn't sand, there weren't even slippery rocks...