From Petoskey we drove north across the Mackinac Bridge (which Annie managed with a minimum of terror) and on to St. Ste. Marie to see freighters go through the locks there. We stayed at a nearby Indian casino resort called Kewadin and played the starter tokens they gave us in slot machines on the gaming floor, but lost interest in gambling as soon as the free tokens were gone.
St. Ste. Marie is a fun town. We visited the county historical museum, which is down a side street that was all torn up for repaving, and according to their visitor log we were the only visitors in a week. There was an art fair going on and we bought a watercolor of a lighthouse we had seen at Betsy Point the day previous. Then we shopped on Main Street and ran into a lady whose husband was the mayor of Hillsdale at the time I worked for the city utilities department in 1992-93 and she regaled me with public employee gossip, 18 years after the fact. It sure is a small world - sometimes too small.
St. Ste. Marie is a fun town. We visited the county historical museum, which is down a side street that was all torn up for repaving, and according to their visitor log we were the only visitors in a week. There was an art fair going on and we bought a watercolor of a lighthouse we had seen at Betsy Point the day previous. Then we shopped on Main Street and ran into a lady whose husband was the mayor of Hillsdale at the time I worked for the city utilities department in 1992-93 and she regaled me with public employee gossip, 18 years after the fact. It sure is a small world - sometimes too small.
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