Guest Michigan Blogger Robin Driessen Bruecker shares her “Pure Michigan Moment,” an annual trip to the Upper Peninsula with her husband.
Miner's Beach in Munising
There’s something magnetic about Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. Maybe it’s the mile after mile of forests or the vast stretches of refreshingly undeveloped land. Maybe it’s the vibrant sunlight or the pale sand and blue waters of a sunny Lake Superior summer day that reminds me of the beach in Kauai. Maybe it’s the rolling hills, alive with color in autumn; the charming cottages of all sizes, conditions and styles; a small lake completely ringed with wild roses; or an abundance of wonderful waterfalls.
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Before the fall season comes to a close, Kristin Bienert, Michigan Travel Ideas editor, sneaks in one last canoe trip on the Sturgeon River in Northern Michigan. Enjoy this adventure with Pure Michigan Connect!
My voice trembles a little as I talk to the Northern Michigan outfitter, who is assessing my canoe skills. Pati, the owner of Big Bear Adventures, politely suggests I go with a guide. I guess my childhood experience of paddling at Girl Scout camp every summer isn’t going to cut it on the Sturgeon River, the fastest in the lower-peninsula.
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Wow – Chuck Hayden just finished quite a Pure Michigan adventure! Check out his story about just one leg of his epic journey.
It was 5:30 am and I had just roused myself from a fitful sleep to the birth of a new sunrise. The previous day, Lake Superior had heaved me on to the rocky shore of Salt Point between Tahquamenon Bay and the Bay Mills area. During the night, as I slept in the sandy grass of the beach, sheltered from the wind by my kayak, she calmed to a light wind. Now, as I prepared to launch my kayak, I was sure I could finish the last 20 miles before noon. The lake wasn’t completely calm, but after 3 days of rough seas, she was offering me a little peace and I urgently took the offer.
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Thanks to Matt Eder, co-creator of MichiganDads.com, for sharing his experiences from his recent family trip to Oscoda.
The water was cool but the sand was warm. The birds happily chirped as the squirrels scampered around the lush trees and green grass looking for food. Sure, it rained a bit – seems like it does every year – but it was brief and could not dampen the spirits of our surroundings. My two-and-a-half-year-old son squealed with joy as Lake Huron nipped at his toes. Even six-month-old Anabelle seemed happier breathing in the fresh “up north” air.
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