Lake Superior takes on a variety of moods throughout the seasons. On this warm spring afternoon, the lake seemed a bit agitated, but certainly not enraged, so I headed down to the breakwater at the edge of Grand Marais' harbor.

Although benign when compared with waves generated during any one of Superior's infamous autumn gales, the moderate breeze on this otherwise calm sunny afternoon kicked up the surf enough to periodically bring a cold dampness to this photographer's shoes while I tried to stay composed in capuring the energy of the lake. I was rewarded with an occasional several-foot splash against the rocky shore near the breakwater.