Change Is Hard

…but change is certain.

Day 2 of camping during a pandemic


I left you at midnight feeling disappointed on my first night of camping, in a dark and cloudy parking lot up in the thumb of Michigan’s mitten, with no stars in sight. After all, the entire purpose of this trip was to watch a predicted meteor shower in a dark sky park.

Certainly the small plot of dirt squeezed between two other equally small plots of dirt that masqueraded as a campsite was nothing to write home about and no reason to visit.

I should have gone into Grindstone City (the city part is a misnomer) because I hear there’s a store that sells awesome ice cream there.


The night was warm and with no schedule to follow I slept in until almost 10, as did my camping neighbors on both sides. I enjoyed my bowl of cereal and blueberries and spent a couple hours reading undisturbed. Not such a shabby vacation after all.

By noon I was ready to go exploring. After all, I was in farm country!

There’s just something about wide open spaces.

I found myself driving around big country blocks, sometimes multiple times, looking for illusive barns. Which actually weren’t so illusive.

I went around the block twice to get this shot. It’s the sweetest little stone barn with a tin roof. I think someone is living in it as a home.

There were barns everywhere!

This was one of two barns I saw with the quilt square on the side. The other one wasn’t in a safe spot for me to stop.

But eventually I found myself sitting at a picnic pavilion along the shores of the water again. It’s hard for me to stay away from water for very long.

There was a private campground out here, but no one was using this shady spot but me and the birds.

The seagulls shared it with me, after a bit of screeching they lifted off and flew out for an afternoon float on the beautiful blue water.

It was a beautiful day for flight.

I have to admit I didn’t get much reading done there, the view was too pretty. It was nice just to sit and watch the birds bob and the light on the water dance.

The colors of our Great Lakes never cease to amaze me.

And there was the lighthouse here too — even though it wasn’t open it was fun to explore the grounds. Last time I was here with Katie it was raining and we did a mad dash to get a picture then headed right back to the car.

I can never resist a lighthouse.

But mostly I was waiting for the sun to go down, so I headed back to camp in anticipation of a clear evening and bright stars. Before going to my campsite I figured I’d go check the beach, see what was happening.

This is what was happening:

As I walked down the stairs to the beach a bit of remaining sun hit this sailboat and lit it up. I squealed. Out loud.

A storm front was bearing down from the north! The weather guy hadn’t mentioned any storm front moving through! What was this? And had I left the windows of my tent open to the weather?

The sailor and I head for safety as thunder begins to sound the alarm.

After taking a few dozen shots I ran back up the stairs and to my car and drove as fast as I could through the crowded campground to my site. There I found the neighbors hurriedly packing things away and talking about ‘rain in 5 minutes’ I threw my chair into the back of the car, grabbed some fruit and my book and dived into my tent as the rain began.

I have to admit I took a nap while still wondering…

…would there be stars tonight? Would I be smiling in the dark? Or would it be another starless night?

Stay tuned.

Day two. At least I still had the barns.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

17 thoughts on “Day 2 of camping during a pandemic

  1. Beautiful pictures! What a lovely place to visit!!

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  2. What pretty places! I’m always drawn to barns when we travel by car — and have been known to get off the interstate to find a side road so I can take a better look. But, I’m also drawn to water as you are. I’m not a camper, however, so I admire what you are doing. Thanks for sharing with us.

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  3. The adventure story continues! It does look like a nice place to visit, no matter what.

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  4. Hi, Dawn – I can totally understand why you didn’t get much reading done. Gorgeous views! Thank you for sharing them!


  5. Like Alice in Wonderland–curiouser and curiouser!


  6. Love the barns and the seagulls, but oh my, that rain-threatening sky is fierce! I’d have probably packed up like your neighbors, but something tells me it’s good you didn’t leave. I’ll bet we’re in for a real treat when you post Day 3 of your camping adventure!


  7. Those barns sure are happy!


  8. Wide open skies and water! Priceless.


  9. Even with the storm, it sounds nice. Looking forward to part 3…


  10. Those barns! Those clouds! That water! Sounds pretty amazing. Looking forward to what’s to come.


  11. Your blogs are what is making it possible for me to get through 100’F farm work down here in Alabama. If only I could move the farm up to your neck of the woods!


  12. What beautiful countryside! But the suspense is killing me.


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  14. This is quite an adventure!! With such gorgeous scenery to go with it, too. 🙂 Love the sailboat shot. I’d have squealed, too.


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