Sunday, September 25, 2016

St. Ignace, Michigan

September 20, 2016

There are days when our bodies have just had enough. Our strong will to forge onward cannot fight the need to stop and rejuvenate ourselves. St. Ignace was a place of rejuvenation. We had a long day of banging against a head wind on the trip from DeTour. Mystic tolerates the waves that accompany the wind far better than we do. In addition to having your brain sloshed around for 6 hours, you have to constantly brace yourself from the movement. We both have nasty bruises from being tossed around, but worse than that, the fatigue sets in.

Onward to St. Ignace

After rounding Mackanac Island, we arrived at St. Ignace at 4:06. The marina closed at 4:00 but we met some nice seasonal dock holders who gave us the bathroom code and advice on where to get dinner. The WIFI was open, so we were good for the night!

Mackinac Island Resort

Mackinac Breakwater Light

Mackinac Island Homes

Round Island Light

Mackinac High Speed Ferry

Mackinac Island ~ Grand Hotel

We walked to the Gangplank and enjoyed whitefish sandwiches on thick wheat bread with real fried sweet potatoes! After dinner, we meandered through town, first south, then north where we found the new Dollar General store. This is the biggest Dollar General we have ever seen, with fresh and frozen foods. Had we not been in such a fog we would have stocked up on more items. Instead, we wandered around, mumbling now and then about how tired we were. We grabbed a few things then headed back to Mystic. St. Ignace has a boardwalk that runs along the shoreline. We took that route back instead of the street. After storing everything away, we laid down for a much needed quick nap. We awoke ELEVEN hours later; feeling much better but amazed that we had slept for that long, uninterrupted. We will remember this visit to St. Ignace, mainly as a place for recovery!


St. Ignace Harbor

1 comment:

leemikcee said...

Glad your bodies called the exertion to a halt and made you get the rest you so badly needed. I'm getting the impression that sailling the Great Lakes is definitely blue water sailing — a challenge. Hugs!