About this time each year, I am reminded of what I miss that most about living in Northern Michigan . . . the beaches and the water.
Here’s why. Earlier this week, I took Brennen to our local park along Lake St. Clair and the first thing I noticed when we walked thru the gates was a big sign that said, “Beach closed by order of Health Department.” It’s not like I was surprised, I’ve lived here long enough to know that the beach is rarely open. And it’s not like I would let Brennen swim in it even if it was open. I prefer my beach time to be E. Coli and pollutant free, thank you for very much!
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy living in St. Clair Shores and I am proud to call myself a Detroiter, but I can’t help but be disappointed that Brennen will not get to experience “Pure Michigan” in the way that I was able to.
Many of my fondest memories revolve around the pristine water and sandy beaches of Northern Michigan. I spent a lot of my childhood with my family and friends on Carp Lake, fishing and boating. My summer vacation was camping at Wilderness State Park, where I got to experience the beauty of Lake Michigan and the fun of the sand dunes. In high school, I may have even skipped a day or two of school to lounge on the beach with friends. In my college years, I enjoyed many long walks on the beach and late night talks with the man who would become my husband.
So although I now consider myself to be a “city-girl”, Northern Michigan will always have a piece of my heart. And every time I hear Kid Rock’s song, “All Summer Long,” I can’t help but smile.