Our state motto, “Si Quaeris Peninsulam Amoenam Circumspice”, translates to “If you seek a pleasant peninsula, look about you.” This was certainly true on a mid-October day when I decided to tour the peninsula’s peninsula, Michigan’s Thumb area. (Look on a map… see the mitten? I was in the thumb 😉 )
Driving east towards Port Huron, one of our gateways to Canada, I swung north at the waters edge and hugged the Lake Huron coastline. My first point of interest is known as White Rock. This is a landmark of historical signifcance, including among several First Nation Tribes. Its latitude was used as part of the demarcation in the Treaty of Detroit in 1807, but prior to its political role, the Chippewa and others regarded it as a sacred site.
Folklore says that in the mid-1800s, a group of young white settlers decided to hold a mini dance on the rock’s surface. Natives warned them against this due to the rock’s sanctity, but were naturally ignored. Accordingly, five people headed out, one man remaining in the rowboat as two couples got to their “dance floor.” Lightning eventually struck, and the four merrymakers were killed, with the lone oarsman returning home to tell the tale. It’s possible there is a fairly high ratio of metal content as the White Rock has been struck with lightning with unusual frequency. Between the recurring wrath of nature, and the US Air Force using it for target practice during WWII (why??), it is now much reduced in size, barely 12 feet long according to the current sign.
Long flights of stairs lead down to the small beach, and these were taken along the way, and also at water’s edge.
Gentle waves barely break over the sandbar at low tide: