It was very peaceful. Not even the seagulls were awake, although there were the occasional signs of life over by the ferry boats that were preparing for the thousands of tourists that flock over to Mackinac Island every day during the summer.
A heron, that had been standing unseen just a few feet away from me, took wing and headed off in the direction of Bois Blanc Island……….
…….and was immediately replaced by a group of hungry ducks who, seeing some poor unsuspecting mug with a camera standing on the lake shore, decided that there might be food in the offing. Not likely! I obey the rules. The signs posted in the hotel lobby distinctly said “Do Not Feed The Birds!”
They paddled around for a while looking hopeful but once they realized that they weren’t going to get anything, they gave a few quacks that may have been rude remarks in ‘duck speak’ and made their way over the landing.
After standing around waiting for what seemed like forever, I finally got to see the sun rise over Lake Huron heralding a new day in beautiful Michigan.