Surprise Historic Town
The day started out nice and cool, 45 degrees to be specific! Still it was sunny and soon warmed up to around 70 degrees.
After pulling out of Wilderness State Park, we crossed the Mackinaw Bridge and started our long journey on Highway 2. Along the lakeshore we stopped at different scenic points including Stony Point Lighthouse in the old lumbering town of Manistique (MI). Sunny and breezy, it felt good to get out, stretch and walk the bay boardwalk out to the lighthouse.
Mom wanted to deviate from the route a little so we headed down to the very small town of Fairport located at the very end of a small peninsula east of Escanaba, it offered views of Summer, Little Summer and St. Martin and Hog Islands. Basically this town was full of old rusty trucks, a small marina and a few locals just wondering around. Nothing like a hustling town, I mean I think we saw a total of fifteen houses throughout the entire “town”.
Nonetheless we made our way back towards Highway 2 and pulled into the Fayette Historic State Park. To our surprise this was the historical dwelling of a coal mining town full of structures dated back 150 years or so. You couldn’t see any of them from the parking lot, so we weren’t sure what exactly people were there for, but once we headed down the hill we saw the amazing attraction. Made for some great photos and an enjoyable 2 hours!
Taking off from Fayette Historic State Park, we started making our way to the Apostle Islands in Wisconsin. Realizing that we weren’t going to make it there before dark we decided to improvise a little and camp at (I was rather hesitant to stay) the Little Girls County Campground. Turned out to be a beautiful spot and a wonderful night to watch the stars. Still not too sure about the name of the site, but it was enjoyable and worked out great for us.
I am writing this in the morning the next day because we had absolutely no service with the ‘Little Girls’ last night. We are on our way to the Apostle Islands. It’s another fabulous day and I look forward to all that it holds.
