We made it!

Not to just Michigan, but “pure” Michigan.  You have probably heard the slogan, meant to draw tourists.

Am I a tourist?  I lived almost half my life here, but mostly, yes, I feel like a tourist….though, home is where I park it.

We came in this morning from the north west, from Wisconsin, and then traveled south east on Hwy 2, to Iron Mountain.  Who knew we would need to come to Michigan to get warm and dry?  It’s  not actually warm or dry here, but it’s warmer and drier than we’ve been in days, and I actually saw the sun for a few minutes a little while ago!  Everywhere I’ve been for the last week there has been fog, mist, wind and rain.  I’m thankful we have not experienced flooding, snow, sleet or ice.

A freighter on Lake Superior, but the picture was taken when we were in Minnesota.

There will be loads of Michigan pictures to come, but I haven’t taken them yet.  We are at a lovely little RV park now called Summer Breeze, and I’d come back here in a heartbeat. $28 for grass, trees, and full hook ups.

Tomorrow we move on and spend the night next to Lake Michigan, as we make our way through the Upper Peninsula across Big Mac, and over towards the outer edge of the index finger to visit friends Marie and Ray.

Ok, you know how Michigan is shaped like a mitten, right?  You hold up your left hand with the back of your hand facing you, and there you have the Lower Peninsula of Michigan.  Sooo….when I’m in the Lower Peninsula, I’ll use hand land marks to explain where I am.

Thats all for now!  More soon!

Joy napping.

Shiloh wide awake.