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Everett McMillen Cislo

  • Adventure Photography
    • Mississippi River
    • Grand River
    • Kentucky Taxidermy
    • Fly Fishing
    • Michigan Pheasants
  • Still Photography
    • Portraits
    • Humans of Belle Isle
    • Out the bus door
    • Travels
    • Nashville Wisdom
  • Drone Photography
  • Motion
  • Who I am
  • Instagram
  • Let's work together
 

 

Everett McMillen Cislo

© 2023

Headwaters of the Grand River in Jackson, Michigan. Fallen trees caused massive snags and logjams which made navigation grueling and difficult at best, and completely impassable at worst.
River vegetation could grow together in such dense areas that it would be so thick it would cause drag on your boat and could slow it down.
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River vegetation growing up the side walls of a power plant in downtown Lansing, Michigan.
Canoe portage entrance in Lansing, Michigan.
Sunset at the Grand Ledge climbing walls in Grand Ledge, Michigan.
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The riverside property I camped on was located in the small town of Eagle, Michigan. The same family has owned this cabin land and surrounding farmland for over 100 years, continuously farming the whole time. This old forged tractor wheel is mounted
The home of one of the most respected paddlers of all time: Verlan Kruger. Kruger is famous for yo-yo’ing the Mississippi River, when he descended the entire river, then turned around and came back upstream. One of his larger trips was paddling from
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A faded and peeling pump house next to a dam on the Grand River.
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The cloudy skies turned to thunderstorms shortly after this picture was made. Didn’t stop raining for the next 20 hours. Ada, Michigan.
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A unique middle-of-the-river view of Downtown Grand Rapids.
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An old abandoned bridge near Dimondale, Michigan.
One of several of my riverside campsites. Some days finding usable campsites is difficult, other days you think it’s time to start looking for a home for the night and 5 minutes later you come across an amazing spot like this.
After watching two seperate cigarette boats almost run me over in a 2 minute period, a group of folks having a party in their riverside tiki hut invited me to stop in a for a cold drink. Just when you think life is about to literally capsize your bo
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The end of the (river) road. The break walls and lighthouses on either side of my canoe signify the end of the Grand River and the entrance to Lake Michigan.
In an attempt to avoid heavy boat traffic, a pre-dawn departure was decided for my last stretch of the river. While I had achieved success in not dealing with a busy river, there was also the most fog I had ever encountered in my life. 30 feet visib
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Headwaters of the Grand River in Jackson, Michigan. Fallen trees caused massive snags and logjams which made navigation grueling and difficult at best, and completely impassable at worst. River vegetation could grow together in such dense areas that it would be so thick it would cause drag on your boat and could slow it down. sqare edit_mcmillencislo -2.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -3.jpg River vegetation growing up the side walls of a power plant in downtown Lansing, Michigan. Canoe portage entrance in Lansing, Michigan. Sunset at the Grand Ledge climbing walls in Grand Ledge, Michigan. sqare edit_mcmillencislo -9.jpg The riverside property I camped on was located in the small town of Eagle, Michigan. The same family has owned this cabin land and surrounding farmland for over 100 years, continuously farming the whole time. This old forged tractor wheel is mounted The home of one of the most respected paddlers of all time: Verlan Kruger. Kruger is famous for yo-yo’ing the Mississippi River, when he descended the entire river, then turned around and came back upstream. One of his larger trips was paddling from sqare edit_mcmillencislo -12.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -13.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -14.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -15.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -16.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -17.jpg A faded and peeling pump house next to a dam on the Grand River. sqare edit_mcmillencislo -7.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -19.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -20.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -36.jpg The cloudy skies turned to thunderstorms shortly after this picture was made. Didn’t stop raining for the next 20 hours. Ada, Michigan. sqare edit_mcmillencislo -23.jpg A unique middle-of-the-river view of Downtown Grand Rapids. sqare edit_mcmillencislo -38.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -25.jpg An old abandoned bridge near Dimondale, Michigan. One of several of my riverside campsites. Some days finding usable campsites is difficult, other days you think it’s time to start looking for a home for the night and 5 minutes later you come across an amazing spot like this. After watching two seperate cigarette boats almost run me over in a 2 minute period, a group of folks having a party in their riverside tiki hut invited me to stop in a for a cold drink. Just when you think life is about to literally capsize your bo sqare edit_mcmillencislo -37.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -28.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -22.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -29.jpg The end of the (river) road. The break walls and lighthouses on either side of my canoe signify the end of the Grand River and the entrance to Lake Michigan. In an attempt to avoid heavy boat traffic, a pre-dawn departure was decided for my last stretch of the river. While I had achieved success in not dealing with a busy river, there was also the most fog I had ever encountered in my life. 30 feet visib sqare edit_mcmillencislo -32.jpg sqare edit_mcmillencislo -33.jpg