(45⁰25.651′ N by 084⁰59.262 W - Mile 435.1 - Harbor Springs, Michigan)
This was a fourth trip to Mackinac Island and we enjoy the island each time we go. The absence of automobiles, horse drawn carriages, fudge shops, the 19th century architecture, the history, bike riding and the people you meet all add to the charm being there. Of course, like many American “destinations” the island markets it features like the Grand Hotel’s porch, Arch Rock or the historic fort to the max.
As a result, the island is visited by mainland tourists who arrive daily on one of the many ferries crossing the Straits of Mackinac at high speeds. These mono-hull or catamaran boats run across the two to three miles of the strait propelled by water jet drives that send plumes of water a hundred feet behind and travel in excess of 30 mph. Each and every load arrives with tourists commonly known as “fudgies” (those in search of Mackinac fudge).
We stayed on Mackinac Island for four nights, one night longer than we originally planned. Other than the afternoon we arrived the days were filled with clouds, occaisional rain and for three days, high winds which whipped up the waves on Lake Michigan and through the Straits to four to six feet. We decided to stay put based on the forecast and prevailing conditions since our schedule remains flexible plus it allowed us some valuable shore time for bike riding (both of us) and walking time for Nancy.
On the day tornados were reported in Southern Ontario, Mackinac Island received its effects from the storms as well. The winds were out of the south east, the only direction open to the Straits and during the night we awoke to feel the boat moving more than usual in the slip. We went out to the back deck to find that waves coming on to our stern had snapped one of our dock lines. The dock lines are 5/8″ Dacron so you can imagine the force of the waves. And - we had some protection from boats behind us! I am not sure how any of these people slept on board.
The sun rose on the morning of August 23rd with sunnier skies and calm waters so we decided it was a good time to leave and travel to Harbor Springs in Little Traverse Bay on Lake Michigan. Sixty plus miles of smooth running at 9 kts then into the municipal harbor where we met our friends on “Izzy R” again. We had a great dinner on board with them to what may be our last contact until possibly next winter when both boats are in Florida and Bahamas. We look forward to seeing them again.
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