My husband, Barry, had his one month post-surgery second knee replacement appointment in Marquette on Tuesday afternoon. He’s healing so nicely we decided to play!
We drove an hour further east to Munising and boarded a sunset shipwreck tour headed toward Grand Island. (That’s Upper Peninsula, Michigan, for any of you new readers.)
I could show you a dozen shipwreck photos but wanted to share these magnificent photos of the sandstone cliffs off the western and northern sides of Grand Island.
Clouds dotted the sky as we cruised on the 63-foot boat through Munising Bay. I snapped lots of pictures, but the colors looked a bit–well, washed out–and blah. Darn clouds, I thought, go away, come again some other day.
Grand Island is a four by seven mile island which features, the tour guide informed us, the largest beaver dam in North America. (Not that we saw it from the boat.)
Here is your Quick Guide to Sandstone in these cliffs, you wanna-be geologists:
1. The white layer is limestone.
2. The green layer is oxidizing copper.
3. The orange layer is–c’mon you can guess–rusting iron ore, and
4. The brown layer is tannin from trees.
Some of the cliffs at the west end of Grand Island are 200 feet tall, no kiddin’, you wouldn’t want to fall off one of these.
We cruised north when suddenly, is it so?, the sun shone through the clouds, illuminating the sandstone cliffs.
The sun turned the cliffs to fiery orange and red–gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous!
Lots of folks visit the Pictured Rocks east of Munising, but readers, I swear these cliffs at sunset were just as beautiful. Don’t you agree?
Please come aboard our sunset cruise and enjoy looking at these photos. You can sit atop the boat for a panoramic view (although you may get windblown) or you can come inside for a soda or water and look through the glass-bottomed partitions at shipwrecks as we pass.
You may be so glad we chose the sunset cruise.
The sun reflected deep hues of red and orange off the cliffs as it dove into Lake Superior whispering, “Good night, sandstone cliffs.”
I swear I heard the cliffs reply, “Goodnight, sun. Thanks for making us shine.”