The Donuts Must Be Fried

The weather above the 45th parallel in Michigan has been a bit warm. Just warm enough to melt down the hard packed snow on the roads of Mackinac Island and with some judicious plowing the State Park boys and Mr. Horn have allowed for bikers to ride with caution.
The ice around the island has seen better days, but is still relatively intact, and has its good and bad days. Today the island was hammered with a rather stiff east wind and blew a bunch of pack ice back into the open water that had formed around the lighthouses.
On St. Patrick's day Mr. Bynoe organized a broom hockey game on Windermere point with two teams with three person rotations and a few spectators.

This Just Doesn't Pass Mustard

Here are some various photos taken on Mackinac Island this last week.
They include a very premature robin in a tree, shots of the Iroquois Hotel from the ice and the Bernida under wraps on the Arnold coal dock. Have a click, have a look.





































This shot is of down town Mackinac Island MI on an average Friday when the ice is safe enough for visitors to cross on their snowmobiles. I stopped counting sleds at 65.