Les Cheneaux Islands
After a week or so of creeping north along Lake Huron's shoreline, I finally crossed the Mackinac Bridge and entered the Upper Peninsula. I turned east towards the Les Cheneaux Islands and my campsite for the night at De Tour State Forest Campground. I rarely turn right at the bridge, usually heading north to visit family, but I soon learned that this side trip was well worth it and hopefully, I'll be returning to this area again and again. The campground was quiet and peaceful, just the way I like, and will go on my "stay here again list". What impressed me the most though, was the shoreline along Highway 134. The line between the sky and Lake Huron seemed to disappear, giving the islands the appearance of floating in the sky. Then, with little warning, a thunderstorm built in the west, giving the sky a marvelous deep blue glow.
After a week or so of creeping north along Lake Huron's shoreline, I finally crossed the Mackinac Bridge and entered the Upper Peninsula. I turned east towards the Les Cheneaux Islands and my campsite for the night at De Tour State Forest Campground. I rarely turn right at the bridge, usually heading north to visit family, but I soon learned that this side trip was well worth it and hopefully, I'll be returning to this area again and again. The campground was quiet and peaceful, just the way I like, and will go on my "stay here again list". What impressed me the most though, was the shoreline along Highway 134. The line between the sky and Lake Huron seemed to disappear, giving the islands the appearance of floating in the sky. Then, with little warning, a thunderstorm built in the west, giving the sky a marvelous deep blue glow.
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