Around noon we packed our things and and took off direction north - to Oscoda and Lake Huron. First and only stop on the way was planned in the Wilson Cheese Outlet, where we last time stocked up cheese for the whole winter. So, we drove until the shop, where the gigantic mouse was in front of it eating cheese, stepped in and ... stepped out again. Turned out that the shop that we were both certain was the one, we shopped in last time, wasn't this one at all. We drove about 5-6 miles back to Williams Cheese Outlet, the same one, we just drove past, because "no, there was a mouse in front of it!". Stepped in, carried around 10 pounds of cheese to the check out, paid and drove to our booked cottage right on the beach of the lake.
Dressed as it was appropriate for Ann Arbor in shorts and tank top, I jumped out of the car and just as quick back into the car, because mere 3 hours north it was total Alaska. After I gathered myself for a sec, we carried the bags inside our lakeside cottage and I dressed properly - leggings, sneakers, sweatshirt and just in case also a raincoat, because in addition to the freezing temperature there seemed to be this kind of fog that if not snow, there will be at least some rain any second now. We walked out again and watched the hazy lake and beach and if we wouldn't have known better, one would have thought that Christmas is on the way, not 4th of July. Anyway, the outfit seemed to fit the weather and we walked in to get some drinks. We had our brand new thermo tumblers with us to keep the wine nice and cool. I did consider for a minute to heat up my wine and make it mulled wine, but had my hopes high that the alcohol would warm me up also being chilled. We went out again, sat on our swinging bench and started to look for the hedgehog (there's the Estonian children cartoon "Hedgehog in fog" where the hedgehog is looking for the bear's house to pay him a visit and the bear is sitting on the window waiting for the hedgehog; goes without saying that the fog is so thick that the hedgehog is searching and searching and searching and the bear is waiting and waiting and waiting). Meanwhile however, the sky has cleared up, sun was out and before we managed to have first sip, the temperature had gone up by at least 20F and was closer to the one that is common on Miami beach.
Scott put together a plate of tapas, poured out more drinks and once not hungry anymore, we went to the public beach. For bigger beach and more people for the mosquito to spread out and attack. We watched the sunset reflection, swingged some (me, that is), walked on the pier and drove back to our hotel.
Lake had become hazy again, we watched the haze moving over the beach and based on the temperature, put on a sweater or took it off again.
Dressed as it was appropriate for Ann Arbor in shorts and tank top, I jumped out of the car and just as quick back into the car, because mere 3 hours north it was total Alaska. After I gathered myself for a sec, we carried the bags inside our lakeside cottage and I dressed properly - leggings, sneakers, sweatshirt and just in case also a raincoat, because in addition to the freezing temperature there seemed to be this kind of fog that if not snow, there will be at least some rain any second now. We walked out again and watched the hazy lake and beach and if we wouldn't have known better, one would have thought that Christmas is on the way, not 4th of July. Anyway, the outfit seemed to fit the weather and we walked in to get some drinks. We had our brand new thermo tumblers with us to keep the wine nice and cool. I did consider for a minute to heat up my wine and make it mulled wine, but had my hopes high that the alcohol would warm me up also being chilled. We went out again, sat on our swinging bench and started to look for the hedgehog (there's the Estonian children cartoon "Hedgehog in fog" where the hedgehog is looking for the bear's house to pay him a visit and the bear is sitting on the window waiting for the hedgehog; goes without saying that the fog is so thick that the hedgehog is searching and searching and searching and the bear is waiting and waiting and waiting). Meanwhile however, the sky has cleared up, sun was out and before we managed to have first sip, the temperature had gone up by at least 20F and was closer to the one that is common on Miami beach.
Scott put together a plate of tapas, poured out more drinks and once not hungry anymore, we went to the public beach. For bigger beach and more people for the mosquito to spread out and attack. We watched the sunset reflection, swingged some (me, that is), walked on the pier and drove back to our hotel.
Lake had become hazy again, we watched the haze moving over the beach and based on the temperature, put on a sweater or took it off again.
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