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We had ambitious plans today. They didn’t quite pan out. That’s the way it is somedays. Still, the day was pleasant, just not ambitious.
The move from the eastern side of the LP to the interior worked in our favor. As I have observed, many Michigan State Campgrounds, with some exceptions, are cramped. Hartwick Pines State Campground, just outside of Greyling, was one of those exceptions. Our site had plenty of secluded elbow room. The bathroom and showers were, like Thurston Park, modern and clean. Some sites, for the Big Boys, had electrical, water, and sewer hookups. Our site just had electricity. At a whopping $35, that was enough.
Here is where Boondockers Welcome kind of let us down. No, that’s too harsh. Let’s just say that we discovered BW’s limitation. We originally submitted a request for a stay at a BW site in the Greyling area. I am assuming that the host never saw our request. We were never approved, nor disapproved. We remained in “Request-Pending” limbo. After two weeks, we had to cancel that request and book our stay at Hartwick Pines.
It still blows my mind that so many hosts are so generous as to share their property for practically nothing, that I can’t say anything negative about a host that didn’t keep up with the BW calendar. It’s just the nature of the BW system - no biggie!
OK, so here is where the ambition part abandoned us. After setting up, we were going to hike some of the trails in the park, then scout out a section of the Au Sable River to kayak. Well, Hartwick Pines wasn’t keen on letting us set before 3 pm. We had some 2 hours to kill. Hartwick has a lumber museum so we drove down to the museum and, instead of hiking, got caught up in that.
Being from logged and lumbered to death Wisconsin, we pretty well knew the logging legacy of the 1890s through 1930s, with the raping of the old majestic pine wilderness. Yet, somehow, we got interested in the presentation at Hartwick Pines. One thing Michigan does well is to bring its old-world buildings to life with authentic furnishings, outstanding old sepia and black-and-white photos, and good story-telling.
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