Just got back from a trip to Mackinac Island, Michigan. It's in the northern part of Michigan, in Lake Huron between the lower and upper peninsulas of Michigan. Despite having lived here my life, I hadn't ever been there. My dad always said that the only thing on Mackinac Island is horseshit and fudge. And there was plenty of both. But there was certainly lots more there to see.
Mackinac Island is a bit unique because no automobile traffic is allowed on the island. If you want to get around, it's by bike, by horse or horse-drawn carriage, or good, old-fasjioned walking. It's also got the oldest, still-intact historic fort, Fort Mackinac. It dates back to colonial/Revolutionary War days.
The main area of town is dense and touristy. While there is a lot to see there, sadly, most visitors never venture beyond it. If you bring your bike, or rent one from one of the ubiquitous rental places, you can ride around the eight-mile road that encircles the outer perimeter, and you don't have to go very far to get "off the beaten path" and onto the quieter, more scenic part of the island.
All in all, it was a nice weekend getaway with Amy and her folks. If you haven't been there, I'd look into it.
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