Jim, Jacob, Irma, and I cruised home from the Upper Peninsula on Monday. Adam continued his vacation with his friends, stopping at Mackinac Island & the Sleeping Bear Dunes on his way back to the condo. We all had a wonderful time up north, especially Irma, who at 88-years-old kept up with the rest of us just fine. And, by the way, after five fruitless trips to the Calumet cemetery, our sixth was not in vain, as we finally found the elusive grave of Irma's friend who had passed away in April.
Jim flew to Houston on Tuesday morning and Adam arrived back in Colorado on Thursday after putting some 8,000 or so miles on his Jeep during his 4-week-long road trip. Jacob and I are hanging out in Michigan this week, searching for and preparing the gear for our upcoming camping trip.
Look at the gas prices we found in Tennessee two weeks ago!
Jim, Jacob, and cousin Dave teed it up at the Calumet Golf Club.
Jacob made a hole at the beach. We forgot to bring shovels from home, so we borrowed the ice bucket from our hotel to use for digging. It worked just fine.
Adam hid his face from the sun - or maybe he just didn't want to look at us?