It is officially here the countdown to head to Michigan. It is a ritual my parents would always pack the car and head out Mother's Day. My brother and I would head up at separate times of the summer. I don't have any pictures to share, I just bought a digital camera when I started blogging, sad huh. Since my Dad passed last year we vacation now with my brother and his family. It is such fun and we have started a tradition for the kids.
The cottage is such a great place filled with history and tradition. My grandparents purchased the cottage before I was born. My grandfather worked in Manistique Michigan supervising a CCC camp, my Mom was just three. My grandparents always came back for the summers. They finally purchased a cottage across the street from their best friends. They were on the lake, our sweet cottage was on the cove of a river. I have gone to the cottage since I was a baby. The generations of the two families have grown up together. So in a couple months the families will head up to the cottage crossing the Mackinac bridge heading to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. Four wheeling, fishing, jet skiing, canoing and many other lake activities will take place. Most important family bonds and traditions will be cemented for the next generation.