Friday morning had us up and out for breakfast in Glen Arbor. I like Glen Arbor.
I tend to be an early riser, and had already eaten my morning oatmeal - but decided to try the hashbrown casserole. I have a bit of a potato weakness. The hashbrown casserole was great. This place (along with a few others along the way) only take cash and checks. Being prepared is key.
After breakfast, we headed out to the Pierce Stocking Scenic Drive. We slowed down at a few of the stops, but got out here. Ladies with a mission.
Of the eight of us - three went down and walked to the beach about a mile down the shore, another three went down and climbed back up, two of those went back down again to do the walk to the beach and Deana and I stayed with the van and offered to play shuttle service.
Ginny after her climb up. The other climbers were MaryKay and Denise. Well done!
A cute little lake that enters into Lake Michigan where we met the ladies.
We sat for a couple hours, ate, swam, swam again, washed up, people watched, swam again and were thankful that, once again, the forecasted rain seemed to have missed us.
This evening we ate out again and wandered Glen Arbor. And got ice cream.
It was starting to cool a little bit and the wind was picking up. By dark, we could hear the waves crashing on the shore from our campsite which was a ways from the beach.
And - no camping trip is complete without some sort of vehicle problem.
I was a little bit in a 'too many cooks in the kitchen' mood, and took a step back, not that I would have been much help anyway. Modern technology had Mary putting Calvin on facetime and shoving him under the hood to help identify the problem.
Two nights of not so great sleep caught up with me, and I slept like a log this night. There was just a little rain on and off, but nothing too severe.
The forecast was still calling for some heavy rain, and the winds were up. We felt pretty sure this canopy wouldn't last another night, and we knew we didn't want to pack up wet. We took advantage of the dry morning and packed up while the going was good. Leaving a day early would have me home in time for my niece's baptism on Sunday. And a warm, dry bed.
And no more poison ivy. The canopy had already taken one windy leap into the ivy, and we weren't wanting to hang around long enough for the whole thing to tip in. We cut off the lower half of that canopy leg and threw it away to avoid possible future exposure.
And, while we were right next to the other girls - we couldn't take advantage of this trail either. So close, and yet we had to walk out to the road to get there.
MaryKay, Deana and I headed out after a quick tour of Glen Haven and just before the rain hit. We ate dinner in Cadillac, had a lot of hard hard rain the majority of the way home, called 911 on one hydroplaned spin-out and finished our adventure with some good laughs. All good.
- We're into the second half of summer, and I'm trying not to get that panicky feeling. It's going too quickly.
- We have a few more adventures on the books, which is probably going to make it feel like it's zipping even faster.
- We're getting excited to get Brian back. As of this minute, the plan is to round him up this weekend.
- (Mark won't admit it, but he's been a bit bored with Brian gone)
- Greg has been super busy lately, playing with some different job expectations at work.
- Sunday was the first day all summer that I didn't hit 10,000 steps, and I'm okay with that. I often say that Sunday is the hardest day - sitting in church, visiting, visiting some more, Sunday afternoon nap. It got me this week.
- That's all I've got.