Vehicles

A lot of people ask us if we have cars hidden on the island.

Yes...and no.

We have a fire truck and an ambulance for emergencies only. Hopefully you will not have to see either one of them during your stay here. It's pretty rare for the fire truck to see some action, but the ambulance does clock in some hours. Mostly they tend to things like bike accidents where the person is unable to make it back to another part of the island (not frequent, but not unheard of). The ambulance also tends to basic medical emergencies that may arise. Also, police officers usually ride bikes just like anyone else. Unfortuantly, we don't have any Mounties. Sorry. I personally would love to see that.

There is another vehicle to be spoken of.

I call it...The Ghost Truck!

No, it's not the ghost of a truck. Actually it works with the police department to ensure the safety of tourists at night. The pickup truck goes out in the dark of night (with headlights on) to check up on anyone who may be out. Like...if some kids were having too much fun dangerously close to the rock shore. It's not generally spoke of since it only comes out around 1 in the morning. 

P.S. I'm sorry, I forgot to explain construction! The buildings on the island are not made by hand so occasionally you will see some flat bed trucks carrying supplies. During my time on the island I have only seen them being used to repair the steps up to Arch Rock. 

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Elizabeth Findley

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FUDGE!

Fudge. Don't even get me started on the Mackinac Island fudge. Too late. I've started. 

Let me get personal for a moment. I love fudge to the end of the earth and sought after the best selection in the world. Now I haven't been out of the country, but I have been to a lot of states. None of the fudge I have tried can even compare to Mackinac Island fudge. 

My friends have asked me why the island was so obsessed with fudge. I...have no clue. Because it's amazing? Because it's magical? Because it's fudge? Does there need to be a reason?

When I was little my dad tried to explain why only Mackinac Island fudge tasted so good. You see, it's the air. The moment you step onto that ferry, you can feel the clean lake air. And when you step foot on the island, it is nothing like you have ever experienced. There are no cars to make regular pollution and clog up our oxygen. The trees blanketing the island pump out the perfect concoction of nature's finest elixir. That air is as much a part of the fudge as is the chocolate. In fudge making you have to move the dense liquid constantly on a marble slab so it doesn't crystallize. To do this is an impressive folding technique that is really quite something to look at. But each time it is folded, it captures the air and works it into the texture. The clean air brings out the flavors to perfection. A slice of fudge just melts into your mouth. 

It's the air. 

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Elizabeth Findley

I'm not really in the professional mood to write a real bio, so just use this as a sarcastic place holder. And, if, for any reason, I never get back to writing this, then...you know what...never mind. Eh. Ehhhhhhhh. I do web shtuff.