Ever since we went camping in Michigan last year with Christy's family (don't think I ever blogged about that -- I've been such a slacker), Hannah has been wanting to go again.
So we set out to go camping again.
The place we went last year had electric and water hook-ups, a swimming pool and a playground. Last year, once we got to the campsite, we never left the area until we were ready to pack up everything and leave for good (which worked well since we had a 7-month-old at the time).
This year, we decided to try something different.
Christy's brother, Paul put a lot of effort into finding a place that would work well for us with activities nearby. The place we decided on was the Platte River Campground which is part of the Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore.
Though there are sites in the campground that have electric and water hook-ups, none were available and, collectively, we came prepared for not having these features.
Getting a site, even one without water and electric hook-ups, was not guaranteed, though.
Thursday, we got an early start from Cadillac to get to the campground as the majority of the sites there are claimed on a first come, first served basis. We were lucky to get the three campsites that we would need for 14 people and 2 dogs when everyone arrived. The campsites were not directly adjacent to one another, but they were close enough that walking between them, as needed, was not an inconvenience.
All three campsites were occupied by the campers from the night before as they had until noon to vacate the sites.
Hannah was anxious to get to a lake -- any lake -- so, since we had a few hours to kill, we headed for Crystal Lake and the town of Beulah, which we had passed on our drive up from Cadillac.
Soon, it was time for lunch, so we went to a nearby A&W. Harrison got his own baby sized mug of Root Beer!
Later, Christy and Paul went to do the grocery shopping for the week while everybody else went back to make camp.
Andrew arrived with Katherine the Daughter and Shawna the Dog.
Our campsites were less than a mile from Lake Michigan, so after dinner, several of us went to Platte Point, where the Platte River flows into Lake Michigan.