Turkeys

We have moved to a small town just east of Battle Creek, and about 45 miles from the Indiana Turnpike which we will take east into Ohio when we move on the 9th.  But a couple of thoughts before we leave Indian River, Michigan.

First, we drove to Lake Huron which was about a 35 minute drive east to a state park called PH Hoeft.  He gave land to the state to preserve some of the sand dunes that line the coast.  There was a hiking trail we thought we would take, and spent a couple of hours in the area.  All the time we were there and I was looking out towards Lake Huron I kept thinking of my childhood summers spent at a rented cabin right on the Lake, my parents rented a cabin for a couple of weeks located about 80 miles south of the beach I stood on.  Great memories!

Folks just sitting watching the world go by

Reminds me of my childhood in Tawas City, Michigan when Dad rented a cabin

Another day we decided to see if we could find the 1400 plus elk herd that is roaming the area south of the campground.  Protected within the Pigeon River Country State Park, they are monitored and there is a lottery of over 25,000 people who apply to hunt the elk every September and only 300 permits are given out.  The map we were given to show where to view the elk was not very good - our first indication that we may not see them.  Very beautiful, raw area and no - we did not see any.  There were other cars also out looking but not sure if they saw any either.

A group of wild turkeys crowded out the road

Very pretty

Yesterday we packed up and left the campground, we could only imagine what the weekends are like there.  Very family orientated, and very smoky due to all the camp fires.  Smelly.

Lonely road dropping down I 75 

In Lansing, drove by the HUGE General Motors plant - reminded me of
days processing steel orders for Ford and GM

The ride to Marshall, the town we are in, was pretty boring.  All Interstate (I 75 then to I 69) but once we got on I69 in Lansing - oh my goodness.  The road was awful.  Sometimes we felt we were riding a horse - bumpity, bumpity, bump.  We worried about Buddy but he came through good, no accidents. We got terrible headaches from the road, but glad it ended fine.

The campground, called Camp Turkeyville, is another family, bumper to bumper, place.  Lots of fires last night and we will have to put the a/c on just to keep the smell out.  It's packed.  Camp Turkeyville has a musical programs every day, a matinee and then evening show, and many people come to have dinner (turkey) and then see the show.  We are not interested in that, so we will just watch the people doing weekend things here.  Lots and lots of children, have to be careful when you drive in and out.