Mackinac Island, Michigan

 Trish and I are having a little three-day rest on Mackinac Island, Michigan.

Located just at the meeting point of Lake Huron and Lake Michigan, Mackinac Island, like Ocracoke, is only accessible by ferry.  But, unlike Ocracoke, Mackinac has no motor vehicles, only bicycles and horse-drawn vehicles. The short Main Street center is about two blocks long. 

It is totally a tourist town and many, many people catch one of the ferries each day for the brief twenty-minute ride over from Mackinaw City for a day trip.  We are fortunate that we are at a small inn on the island for three nights and part of four days.  

We are simply sleeping, eating, walking, and reading.  What a better way to spend a long weekend.

The climate here in Northern Michigan is perfect for flowers.  The whole little town is filled with colors and blooms that are vibrant from the cool nights and long days of sunshine throughout the summer season.  Lots of things thrive here that do not live at all back at home.

We are just about to end the day by getting ice cream and sitting by the water to watch boats while we eat.