Just returned from a 5 day weekend. Started out in Grayling, Michigan - the original home of Bear Archery. Milady and I were guests of Bud & Sharon Hart. Next day, after a sumptuous breakfast, we meandered up to Omena on the Leelanau Peninsula. Omena is a small coastal town of about 50-60 acres on Grand Traverse Bay. Miles of fresh water coast line, wineries, small towns, bicycle trails, wineries, good restaurants, sod air strip, more small towns and more wineries.
Traverse City is the cherry capital in Michigan, and of the USA, if you like good cherries. If you're not too fussy, then other areas grow cherries too, but not as good.
We stayed at the Omena Sunset Lodge, a four building collection of last century (actually, 1800's), 2-3 story, wooden frame homes where vacationers from Chicago used to travel by sail and steam boats to reach. Now, cars bring us all to the area.
On Saturday, we toured the Traverse City Wine Festival. I estimate that at least 25-40 wineries were set up at tasting tables, vending their wares. Raucous "music" blared out for a few hours, and then was replaced by quieter, but equally unappetizing music. SIGH
Sunday, we rode over 16 miles on trails, toured towns, air fields, state parks, light houses, and a roadside cookie stand that had oatmeal cookies with cherries embedded. Monday, we rode towards Traverse City, and visited Gwen's brother's widow, and her son and grandsons. Her son, Jack, is an airline pilot, and we have plans to fly together. We had a family picnic on the shore of West Bay of Grand Traverse Bay in the (another) little town of Greilickville. It was hot and sticky, so we rode only about 13 miles.
Tuesday, we started home after another really great breakfast. What a great "weekend"!
Traverse City is the cherry capital in Michigan, and of the USA, if you like good cherries. If you're not too fussy, then other areas grow cherries too, but not as good.
We stayed at the Omena Sunset Lodge, a four building collection of last century (actually, 1800's), 2-3 story, wooden frame homes where vacationers from Chicago used to travel by sail and steam boats to reach. Now, cars bring us all to the area.
On Saturday, we toured the Traverse City Wine Festival. I estimate that at least 25-40 wineries were set up at tasting tables, vending their wares. Raucous "music" blared out for a few hours, and then was replaced by quieter, but equally unappetizing music. SIGH
Sunday, we rode over 16 miles on trails, toured towns, air fields, state parks, light houses, and a roadside cookie stand that had oatmeal cookies with cherries embedded. Monday, we rode towards Traverse City, and visited Gwen's brother's widow, and her son and grandsons. Her son, Jack, is an airline pilot, and we have plans to fly together. We had a family picnic on the shore of West Bay of Grand Traverse Bay in the (another) little town of Greilickville. It was hot and sticky, so we rode only about 13 miles.
Tuesday, we started home after another really great breakfast. What a great "weekend"!