Lake Magic

We left Frankfort on our way to Manistee, but when we pushed off it was evident that it would not be an extremely long paddling day unless the conditions of heavy rain and moderate winds subsided. As we lost sight of the pier head in Frankfurt the view in front of us grew. The view was of lush green hills and patches of light fog that climbed over the hills, reminding me of Hawaii.

We paddles on through the rain and when it came to s standstill we pulled over to rest for a bit and reenergize. Coincidentally, Dana sat down and noticed a mysterious piece of wood. He lifted it up and underneath found a geochaching box that was labeled "Shipwreck Marquette 1856." Inside we found a few fun items and a book that Dana signed. After a few "proof" photos we loaded up and paddles into Arcarida.

We entered the pier channel with strong easterly winds and heavy rain. Once in the harbor we browsed for a good place to land and when we noticed an "open flag" hanging from the marina we headed over. Upon entering the building we noticed a group of people inside laughing, "we're not laughing at you, we're laughing with you" they said. I guess it would have been amusing to see two rat soaked kayakers pull up to the boat landing looking like lost puppies. We introduced ourselves and shared our story. Then we chatted a bit and harbor master Mike mentioned that he and his friend Vink had a Maine Lobster Fishing Boat that they just pulled in from Frankfurt and asked us if we would like to chirsten her for the evening. We were pleased to stay aboard, dry and out of the cold. They also gave us free usage of the yacht club's private facilities...including hot showers. It was awesome and couldn't have come at a better time.

Once we unloaded the gear into our home for the evening we walked a mile into town on the lookout for a restaurant. We found the Big Apple Bar and Grill and ate shrimp and burgers. After talking with a few locals and giving ourselves time for the food to digest we skipped across the street for ice cream. It had stopped raining for the walk back and we ate our ice cream in peace. On our walk back Dana mentioned his understanding of what we received from the friendly Arcadia folks. His uncle is an avid hiker and hikes the Appalachian ever summer. He says that when people receive unexpected kindness and support from others they call it "Trail Magic." Call it answered prayers, call it magic, I know it couldn't have come at a better time. After warm showers and relaxing we went to bed.

The next morning we thanked the fellows for their hospitality and chatted a bit over a cup of coffee. Then we were off.

Thank you Mark and Vink!