Northern Michigan, Part 2

 Before long, we were ready for a change of scenery.  Our first stop was near the Straits of Mackinac, in a state park which I would not recommend, so I won't give it's name.  We settled in in the evening, took a hike, and saw a few things. 

The Mackinac Bridge at sunset. 

And with the moon, and John.  In case you're interested... 

Next morning, we hopped on a ferry, and rode to Mackinac Island. 

Our goal there was to take John to Fort Mackinac, which, between 1780 and 1895, was an active fort under the control of the British, then the Americans, then the British again, and, finally, the Americans.  It was important to American fur trade, for all parties, and, during the Civil War, was a prison for 3 Confederate soldiers. 

John, who loves all things British, had to try on the uniform. 

He then asked us to get him one, and take him to Lexington, where he plans to wear the thing.  We told him we will, but we won't stand next to him.  He practiced marching.  Having two parents who were actual soldiers gave him an edge, although, as you can see, the other past soldiers in the line shoved the littles out of the way. 

Boogers.  

He also got to ask and answer some questions see a cannon fired, and talk to one of the docents. 

Part of our family on the cannon deck. 

Views over the Straits. 

After a ridiculously expensive dinner, it was back on the ferry for a ride under the Bridge. 

John was amazed.

We also saw the Grand Hotel.  Molly really did not like the ferry.  

Mackinac Island is a beautiful day trip.  You shouldn't miss it.

Next day, we headed further north.