Marquette and the Surrounding Lands

After our brief stint in Canada we made our way back to the U.P. We decided to go up through lower Michigan as opposed to coming in from Sault St. Marie as was our original plan due to time and gas price factors. We crossed at Port Huron Michigan (pictured above) and headed north stopping 30 miles short of the Mackinac Bridge.

The following morning after packing up from our campsite, we continued on the remainder of our trip. We crossed the Bridge (another snapshot for you water-picture-lovers)
and arrived in Marquette that afternoon. We spent the weekend at Tourist Park, which surprisingly got the lowest approval rating, because of the lack of cable and Wi-Fi. While the girls spent the night with their friends the Buhls, I went off for a night of “well mannered frivolity” with the” Young” Mr. Michels. As for the other events of that night, and all that they did, are they not written in the book of the annals of the….? Never mind.

We were fortunate enough to be at church that week end to see Kevin “Re-loaded”. “On a battlefield looking for a sock” was excellent sermon. From the witty Lions cracks, to the actual sock with a hole in it, to the message itself, it was a delight for the whole family. Afterwards we spent a lovely time with the Buhls and Michels along with a delectable meal that was cooked by Mrs. Michels, along with “Old” Mr. Michels’ BBQ sauce. As for me, the latter part of the day consisted of my last Youth Group, Frisbee golf and Drizzles ice cream with the aforementioned Kevin, “Young” Mr. Michels and newcomer Kyle, who eats too many Subway cookies. As for the other events of that night, and all that they did, are they not written…..? Almost as annoying as 1 and 2 Kings isn’t it.

The return of the RV-goers was well worth it, although we were disappointed about not having enough time to spend with select vacationers and the Cherry Creek gang.

Until Next Time,

Yours Truly (I believe my humor speaks for itself)