Our first stop here was near Flint, and about an hour east of Lansing, right on I-69. If we had all the time in the world, we would have done a different tour of Michigan. Many locals recommended, and I would concur, we should have done a trip along the outer boundaries of the entire hand. There was not enough time. Instead, our first introduction to the Great Lake State was a stint just under the thumb.
Our camp was awesome. We stayed in the RV section of a little weekend resort where people owned their tiny spot. The pad was concrete. The surrounding grass was lush and manicured. The water, sewer and electricity worked with no problems. There was no mud. Mike could play golf on the adjoining 9-hole golf course for $7. Little lakes dotted the interior of the park, providing a peaceful vista for long walks along the bordering asphalt paths.
The city of Flint was a bit depressed, and we never made it to Lansing. However, we did take an overnight daytrip up to the top of the hand to visit Mackinaw City and Mackinac Island. The four-hour trip was well worth the time and effort. I am putting Mackinac Island on the list of places to which we will return for a full-fledged extended vacation in the future.
The little 9-hole golf course surrounding our camp spot was right on an interstate Highway, but we didn’t mind when looking at the peaceful view.
The dogs wanted to know more about this game of golf. Mike played 18 holes one day, and sent me a text during his second loop around the nine holes… asked if the dogs and I wanted to join him. We followed him back to the clubhouse – all the while waiting for some sort of official-looking person to jump out and kick us off. The opposite occurred, everyone we encountered laughed and waved. Piper and Cessna think golf is great!
I’ve previously mentioned Mike’s fascination with geese.
A view from a section of the walking path within our park.
Private ponds within our park meant Mike didn’t even need to get a Michigan fishing license on this stop.
The dogs were really ready to get out of the car after the four hours it took to drive to the top of the mitten, but they didn’t complain.
Good morning Lake Huron.
Our little hotel of beach cottages had a community fire pit on the beach… of which you can be sure we took full advantage!
The Mackinac Bridge is currently the fifth longest suspension bridge in the world.
Our little cottage in Mackinaw City. The interior was quite dated. However, it was clean, they allowed 2 big dogs, and we were located ON the lake shore. Perfect for an overnight stay.
I continue to try and convince Mike we could do some sort of American adventure on a boat after we finish the Lower 48 in 48 Tour. This is the sort of dwelling I have in mind… a girl can dream.
No cars on Mackinac Island. Only horses and bikes. So charming.
The historic fort on Mackinac Island. The cannons were fired regularly, which Cessna didn’t like so much.
The local taxi on Mackinac Island. I was wishing the ferry would suddenly go on strike and we might just be stuck there – indefinitely.
Sainte Anne Church, 1670. The Parish is the nation’s oldest dedicated to St. Anne, and maintains baptismal records dating from April 1695. Spectacular.
We had a cocktail here on the patio of the Hotel Iroquois while we waited for the ferry that would return us to the mainland.
The view of Mackinac Island as we approached from the ferry.
The famous bridge, Big Mac.
Our spot at Holiday Shores Resort Campground. We were so excited for a concrete pad and thick grass. No mud!
A typical view from one of our daily walks within the campground.