I haven't been able to get out of my mind the total lake of preparation for the beach experience and so I ended up looking up our last two experiences at the Great Lake beaches. I felt a little better. I thought I would link them here. Notice long sleeves, jackets, pants (except for Mr. Dustin of course). I truly had no idea what to expect with lake Huron.
But back to our trip.
After the beach and water park, bellies were rumbling. Don found a Buffalo Wild Wings and was sold. Works out because apparently they make the best onion rings I've ever had.
And they also supply kids with computer games while you wait. Rebekah chose the game where you get to dress up and color a pretty pony. You can even give the pony wings and hoof decorations! Don was utterly fascinated.
Then we got back into the car and drove. And drove and drove. After much driving we found ourselves in Port Austin looking at the official lake Huron.
Rebekah played at the park for a bit and I got distracted with this awesome monument. The writing suggests it was donated by children of a couple who loved the lake. Very cool. Wish I could have seen it at night.
Speaking of cool: Huron.
They had a fun walkway where you could get out and see the view better. All along the way signs were posted "No swimming, jumping..." etc. Of course we passed two teenagers who couldn't or wouldn't read. Every person who passed them scolded them and told them how dangerous it was. They were undaunted. We decided to let them be.
Rebekah got tired of walking early on and was not in the mood for a picture, but I got one anyway.
Another view:
Then we got on the road and headed back to Bay City. Don finally agreed the gas tank was low enough to fill up and we pulled over. Rebe jumped into the driver seat and was having a great time until she saw I had the camera.
Don had one more stop in mind before we headed back - actually he passed the place and saw something and quickly pulled over and parked. And just like that my husband turned into a little kid as he took Rebekah on a GoKart ride.
There was some concern if she was tall enough for said ride but turns out my 4 year old is a giant. Yay for tall genes!
I, of course, got to sit and watch.
And shoot a video for Don:
Rebekah said it was so fun her stomach hurts! I asked Don about it. He said he took it slow at first because she seemed nervous, but each time he went faster and faster until he couldn't get the kart any faster. She was having so much fun! The last few times she passed me she blew me kisses. Love my little girl.
On the way back to the hotel Rebekah drew this picture of her in a GoKart.
The next day we went to check out a little history for me at the Saginaw Navel Museum. The museum was actually the Edson: named after a WWII commander and saw service in Vietnam. On the way there Rebekah asked how old the boat was. I think she said something like, "is it really really old, like from the 70's?" I laughed and said I thought it was older. Don said probably 60's. She then continued with, "oh, so super DUPER old."
I didn't take any frame of reference that shows how big these actually are but they were huge!
We went down to the lower levels and wow. We saw the bunks, mess hall, sick bay, showers and bathrooms, rec areas, etc. Not a lot of room. And the men lived for months there! Not to mention the ship was locked down and stabilized and yet I could feel it swaying. Crazy.
Rebekah was feeling a little claustrophobic so we quickly made our way around and headed back up to the bridge.
Rebekah at the helm:
Look dad!
She was very brave and conquered all the ladders, which was actually very hard for her to overcome but she did it! So proud!
It was worth it. My girl loves a telescope.
And looks at the size of these! And while you are at it, look at the size of Rebekah! Taller than me in no time. (Also my "proves I was here" picture.)
As we were leaving I wanted to get a picture of the Edson. I had no idea how hard that would be. Don got Rebekah in the car ready to go and I was still trying to get back far enough.
One more view of the ship. If you look in the lower left hand corner you will see the captain's boat. Looks so small and yet it was huge when we were up there.
The we headed back home. So glad we got another lake checked off. Next up: Superior. Or Ontario. Either way it will be quite a drive for little Rebe.