High of 67 and foggy.
My friend, Mary Vermeulen, was able to join me for Day 2. We began in Muskegon and traveled through the fog to just shy of the lighthouse on
White Lake (which is between the cities of Whitehall and Montague).
The fog horn was sounding as we walked the channel and out to the beach at Muskegon State Park. Muskegon has done a wonderful job of setting aside its lakeshore for all to enjoy. South of Lake Muskegon, there is a long stretch of park, and north is the Muskegon State Park.
Mary packed us a gourmet lunch.
It was a little eerie to walk and watch the trees and dunes reveal themselves out of the mist. It wasn't too cold, but we did hit a thick patch in a cooler spot which left us with condensed fog droplets covering our clothing and, especially, my glasses.
The shoreline was impassable just north of Duck Lake, so we had to double back and go up to a road. The lake is high this year, so there have been several places which are currently underwater which were not just last year. We were just 1 mile south of the boat launch into White Lake when Mary's husband and girls (Dave, Anneke, and Abby) caught up to us on the road.
Strangely, by hiking the 100 yards inland, then 30 feet up some stairs to the road, we left the fog behind, down on the lake. It was a completely different weather day up on the road, sunny with no fog.
After a foggy, long walk, it was great to stop in at the Book Nook & Java Shop in Montague (hot chai tea, PLEASE!).
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