Last night we saw a place called Bavarian Bakery and Restaurant on the map. Quick Google informed us that it has the best pastries in the neighbourhood and German breakfast. We scheduled it in. Also, since our bedroom window faced the lake and staying on the east coast, also the sunrise, we also planned to watch that in the morning.
Today we woke up around half an hour after the sunrise and spent a while trying to locate the sun behind the fog. Like the bear was looking for the hedgehog. We got dressed and made our way to the restaurant to have some pastries and other unhealthy food there. After looking at the menu our choice was to share a Bavarian Plate. It appears that Americans consider two eggs, two sausages, biscuit and gravy, a slice of cooked ham, hash browns and two slices of bacon typical German breakfast. The Germans also seem to like to compliment all that with either toast or pancakes. We had chocolate chip pancakes. To share. One portion. Was really good. However, having lived in Munich, I'm puzzled now, how I never ended up eating the typical Bavarian breakfast there.
The day was planned to be active - to start with a little hike on the peninsula near Tawas. Before hitting the trail I saw the swings and of course I had to go and make good use of one. But before I managed to get myself on it, I saw an anaconda, carrying a frog in the mouth rushing through the playground. Scott tried to tell me that it's a garter snake (Thamnophis sirtalis, in case someone would like to google), but last time I checked he didn't have a degree in zoology, so I wouldn't trust him on that. Anyhow, I had almost circled bigger part of the peninsula, when the snake was finally more or less set with the frog and Scott agreed to step away from the fascinating lunch. We walked to the information stand which promised us that we have the chance to meet the garter snake, see deer footprints and even a fox. I could only hope that there's only one snake loitering around in the area and currently busy digesting the frog and none of his relatives would be out. Already before we managed to see some footprints, we saw a family of deer crossing the road and camping in the bushes. And soon after there was also the promised baby fox near the path. Full package. More than I would have as a matter of fact wished for. As a bonus there were different colorful birds, frogs and beach bums.
The city of Tawas and the beach park are apparently connected via a picturesque walk and bike path, but biking twice 11 miles didn't seem reasonable in this heat. So, we drove to the city, parked the car nead the beach, hopped on our bikes and biked to the Dairy Queen. While Scott was waiting (and waiting and waiting) for his hot dog, I had the Extreme Brownie Chocolate Blizzard and to everyone's amazement could only eat half of it. I'm not really used to shovel Nutella with a touch of ice cream in my mouth. We biked some more in the city, went to shops, chose the breakfast place and drove back to our cottage.
Rest of the evening was spent eating, napping, lazying on the beach, jumping in and out of the water, watching the reflection of the sunset on the lake and discussing where to go for dinner and making a desicion of not going at all.
Today we woke up around half an hour after the sunrise and spent a while trying to locate the sun behind the fog. Like the bear was looking for the hedgehog. We got dressed and made our way to the restaurant to have some pastries and other unhealthy food there. After looking at the menu our choice was to share a Bavarian Plate. It appears that Americans consider two eggs, two sausages, biscuit and gravy, a slice of cooked ham, hash browns and two slices of bacon typical German breakfast. The Germans also seem to like to compliment all that with either toast or pancakes. We had chocolate chip pancakes. To share. One portion. Was really good. However, having lived in Munich, I'm puzzled now, how I never ended up eating the typical Bavarian breakfast there.
The day was planned to be active - to start with a little hike on the peninsula near Tawas. Before hitting the trail I saw the swings and of course I had to go and make good use of one. But before I managed to get myself on it, I saw an anaconda, carrying a frog in the mouth rushing through the playground. Scott tried to tell me that it's a garter snake (Thamnophis sirtalis, in case someone would like to google), but last time I checked he didn't have a degree in zoology, so I wouldn't trust him on that. Anyhow, I had almost circled bigger part of the peninsula, when the snake was finally more or less set with the frog and Scott agreed to step away from the fascinating lunch. We walked to the information stand which promised us that we have the chance to meet the garter snake, see deer footprints and even a fox. I could only hope that there's only one snake loitering around in the area and currently busy digesting the frog and none of his relatives would be out. Already before we managed to see some footprints, we saw a family of deer crossing the road and camping in the bushes. And soon after there was also the promised baby fox near the path. Full package. More than I would have as a matter of fact wished for. As a bonus there were different colorful birds, frogs and beach bums.
The city of Tawas and the beach park are apparently connected via a picturesque walk and bike path, but biking twice 11 miles didn't seem reasonable in this heat. So, we drove to the city, parked the car nead the beach, hopped on our bikes and biked to the Dairy Queen. While Scott was waiting (and waiting and waiting) for his hot dog, I had the Extreme Brownie Chocolate Blizzard and to everyone's amazement could only eat half of it. I'm not really used to shovel Nutella with a touch of ice cream in my mouth. We biked some more in the city, went to shops, chose the breakfast place and drove back to our cottage.
Rest of the evening was spent eating, napping, lazying on the beach, jumping in and out of the water, watching the reflection of the sunset on the lake and discussing where to go for dinner and making a desicion of not going at all.
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