This morning, even though the temperature was 50 some degrees when we woke up, and even though the weather called for storms, we hopped in Big Red Van and headed off to Port Huron to have an adventure.
Our first stop was the Fort Gratiot Lighthouse, just northwest of the mouth of the St. Clair River.
The lighthouse is one of the oldest on the Great Lakes.
The lighthouse is right on the beach, and when my back was turned taking a picture of the lighthouse, Peter waded into Lake Huron . . . of course. That strip of land behind Peter? That's Ontario.
After visiting the lighthouse, we drove into Port Huron in search of lunch. We hung a left on Quay Street, and found this little park next to the boat slips on the Black River. There was a checker/chess set . . .
. . . and a roaring fire. I mentioned that it was cold, right?
We had lunch at the Quay Street Brewery, another one of Michigan's brewpubs. Niki and I ordered a sampler of their beers. Samplers are normally 4 or 5 beers. It seemed like our waitress brought out about 15. (And no - we did not finish them.)
Our dates for lunch . . .
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