After an uneventful but, most importantly, smooth crossing over Lake Huron, Spiritus rests for two days in St Ignace, Michigan.
The water here is incredibly clear!
These photos are taken from our boat, looking into the water beside Spiritus.
The depth is 12 feet and that is "seaweed" growing on the lake bottom.
A great blues band entertains a crowd on "Rock the Dock" night!
The marina flower beds were beautiful!
In the early morning hours after arriving in St Ignace, we excitedly boarded a jet boat ferry (like this one) for a 15 minute ride to Mackinac Island.
Main Street when we arrived at the island was just waking up . . . . . .
. . . . . . but by the time we finished breakfast it was wide awake!
There are no motor vehicles allowed on the island.
Everything is transported by horse drawn carts, wagons, bicycles, or on foot!
Upon some "local's" recommendation, we had a scrumptuous breakfast at Pancake House.
Can you guess why Linda thought this was the "coolest" window sign?
The Grand Hotel sits high on the bluffs overlooking Mackinac Island and Mackinac Bridge.
The hotel was a project of two Michigan railroads and was opened in July of 1887.
The hotel's porch is the world's longest, stretching 880 feet!
That's almost the length of 3 football fields!
That's Linda waving from the "upper deck" of the hotel's parking lot!
No cars, just bikes! Hundreds of them!
This one is easier to park!
The Arch. That water looks like the Carribean, doesn't it?
A view of Fort Mackinac from the north . . . . . .
. . . . . . and a view from the south.
Did you . . . . . .
. . . . . . know that . . . . . .
. . . . . . fudge shops . . . . . . .
. . . . . . . give . . . . . .
. . . . . . away . . . . . . .
. . . . . . free samples?
It's hard to believe that every yard was adorned with such beautiful flowers!
As the following pictures show, colorful flowers were always in sight!
This quaint looking building is Mackinac Island's Post Office.
It is the only U.S. Post Office that has never delivered a single piece of mail!
Come rain, snow, sleet, or dark of night, you have to go there and pick it up yourself (by foot or bicycle!)
As the sun sets beyond the Mackinac Bridge, we board the ferry to return to St Ignace.
Our faces have the biggest grins as we reflect on the most fabulous day on Mackinac Island!
Thanks for the beautiful pics. Would you believe I took a ferry across the Straits of Mackinaw before there was a bridge? Ruth
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