Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Sleeping Bear Dunes-
Today, it felt like vacation!  As soon as we saw the National Park sign at Sleeping Bear Dunes, we felt like we were home.  We have spent the last few summers traveling to National Parks and love every minute.  Sleeping Bear Dunes National Seashore is another reason why!  We wondered where Sleeping Bear Dunes came from.  The Chippewa lore is that a mama bear and her two cubs tried to swim Lake Michigan to the shore.  The cubs perished in the cold lake waters. The mother bear sleeps and dreams and she became land.  In her dreams, the cubs are beside her in the two islands of South Manitou and North Manitou. She watches over them as they rest beside her.

The water . . .everywhere.  There are no words.  The pictures can't begin to truly capture the beauty of God's majesty in the masterpiece of these lakes.  The variation in the blue of the water is dependent on the depth.  The lighter color water is a depth of about 5-6 feet.  The darker water is a depth of about 80 feet.  In some of the other pictures below, the blue is so dark, it's hard to imagine the depth of the lake.  And it's breathtaking!



Check out the beautiful blues!




When you come to Sleeping Bear Dunes, you have to do the Dune Climb.
Straight up in the sand! And so we did.


We cleared the first peak and thought we'd see water.
I told Jim, "When we get to the top, I better say, "Wow!"
Well, we didn't yet, so we cleared the second,
And it was Wow!


And then, we came down.  Jim in a straight-on run.
Me, a little more cautious.


I had to put my feet in the waters of Lake Michigan.
And it was cold!
Unlike back east, the seashore is lined with beautiful rocks instead of shells.
I came upon so many amazing colors, with different specks and stripes and holes.
The rocks take on a different life when they are home, in that brilliant water.



Tonight, we enjoyed our last campfire here at Interlochen.
Jim burned some wild cherry wood and it was such a wonderful smell lofting through the evening winds. It seems that here, there  is always wind.
Again, the songs of the loon as the sun was setting across Duck Lake.
Tomorrow, we leave for Munising.
That trip will include a 5 mile trip across a bridge.
I will have my eyes closed for that part but ready to take in all the
new sights as we reach the mainland.
Good night all.
With love-







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