We watched 4th of July fireworks from the American Legion, on the mainland, Mackinaw City. Being Legion members gave us the advantage of staying right at the bar inside where we could people watch for a break from being out amongst them. Besides the bartender, a local gave us tips on where to eat, avoiding the multitude of touristy places. It is always a benefit to get acquainted with locals.
They did show off with the best fireworks I have seen live since Calgary, Canada. We knew we were above the 45h parallel which is exactly half way between the equator and the north pole, up north as the say, but we were oblivious to how far north that is until we noticed day light lasts until 10 o'clock PM so fireworks could not start until 10:15PM or so making for some mighty cranky tots if their parents had not napped them earlier in the day. Many many years ago, when we spent summers in Prince George, British Columbia and Steve was a boy he refused to go to bed until midnight, because it was still light. We recalled that. And also when talking to the locals they mentioned the light is great now but oh those long dark winters.
Before this trip, I could not get straight whether nac or naw or Lake Huron or Lake Michigan but now that we have been there, I've got it. The mix up with the nac and naw is traced back through the history of the area way back to the Indians, the French, the British as explained by this clipping which you should be able to enlarge by clicking on in your browser. Fort Mackinac itself is very interesting and the re-enactments and docents in period dress travel and transport visitors back into history of the fur trades. The beauty of the area enhances the reality of the experience.
|The following page said that the British never did |
develop a friendly relationship with the Indians and suffered for that
|Here we stopped to switch carriage horses mid tour|
|Douds founded in 1884, on Main Street is the oldestAmerican family|
owned grocery market Their website is
|Although the lilacs were not blooming, beautiful hanging|
flower baskets are everywhere. Reminiscent of Victoria
|Atop the island, the Fort lies down the hill. This is Turkey Hill,|
during the carriage ride we did see some wild turkeys.
|Hearse and fire carriages at the Island museum. The carriage|
stops here so passengers can use necessary rooms and
grab a bite to eat.
|Arch rock looking down to the Lake is awesome|
|A Girl Scout on duty working as a docent; summer jobs for youth abound |
for the industrious, willing to work and learn the history
transported off the island to the upper peninsula where they winter.
To be continued with our trip on the mainland along the magnificent tunnel of trees and to the Legs Inn.