Thousands of people in Michigan go out every spring in search of the delicious Morel mushroom. In fact, they are so beloved that Michigan has three festivals honoring the Morel mushroom! This week’s Guest Blogger shares a story about her family’s annual mushroom hunting adventures in north eastern Michigan.
Kim Traud shares her “Pure Michigan Moment,” fond memories of vacationing with her parents and her plans to carry on that tradition.
Other than the few years I lived out of state, I was born in Michigan and have raised my family here. I love Michigan for all of its timeless beauty. The places I enjoyed are still there for my kids to enjoy and hopefully will be there for generations to come! Michigan is home and will always hold my heart.
Warning! The following content contains one “helluva” lot of clichés.
My partner, Brad, and I own a teardrop camper and belong to the Great Lakes Chapter of Tearjerkers, a camping group dedicated to teardrop and small travel trailer owners. The group organizes several camping trips during the year. This February, Karl, the director, organized the first ever Great Lakes Chapter winter camping experience called “Tears in Hell.” Having never camped during the winter with our teardrop, Brad and I thought, “What the hell?”
Travel counselor Bonnie Fink takes us along with her family on their summer getaway – a camping trip in Northern Michigan.
My husband, Mike, our two sons, Paul and Stanley, Paul’s friend Kenny and myself are going camping to Wilderness State Park.
We arrive just after 1:00 pm in Mackinaw City. It is a beautiful, hot, sunny day. No sweatshirt required. We grab a picnic table by the lake for lunch. I can’t wait to spot that freighter out on the Great Lakes, but there are none, only sailboats and ferries. We eat lunch and take a walk down by the lake. Still no freighter. We pack up and head out to the campground.