Drive to Petoskey

The next day after South Haven, Sept, 23rd, we left South Haven, and drove to Petoskey. The next day after South Haven, Sept, 23rd, we left South Haven, and went to Petoskey, a town on the very north tip of MI, in the middle of the state. It connects Huron with Michigan, (the lakes) and is a pretty nice town. On the journey, we just pretty much saw trees, already fall colors of red, yellow, orange. Coincidentally, the calendar said it was the first day of Autumn, so it was amazing to me that the trees were already this color. Later talking to people from Roswell, they said it was still green. Weird.

We arrived at HearthsStone, and it looked a little like Sunny Brook, just a little bigger. There were many seniors, and when we parked, I heard a really powerful, beautiful rhythm. A lady with two white pocket dogs came down, with blond short hair. We asked what the music was.

"That's my husband."

We talked to her, and we found out that her friends live on the same street as us! So funny! We went to their R.V. (by the way her name is Diane. ) We met her husband Rick, who actually plays guitar! In their bungalow (the little pretty sheds by the R.V.'s) we saw Rick's big amplifier, and music tech. His computer, guitar, and tech were all cool. He played for us a soothing song, and I am sad I didn't record it. He did the guitar by himself, and a piano recording did the rest on the computer. I played a little, although I was a little rusty.

We saw their deck, and it was nice. Then we said goodbye.

That night, we went to a restaurant called Side Door Saloon, and had a great food there.

Well, goodbye, for now.

J. G. Withword, 877 Cash Now,

Andrew.