Crystal Lake
Trip Start
Jul 17, 2006
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Trip End
Jul 28, 2006
We did sleep well at the appropriately named Sleep Inn, and then rented a car and picked up mom and dad at the airport. They had taken the red-eye flight from Los Angeles, but were in good spirits. We drove two and half hours north to Beulah, which is close to Traverse City. Beulah, as we would come to discover, seemed to be like Cape Cod 50 years ago. A laid back town, with no traffic and no crowds to speak of, with small locally owned businesses, it was situated on the good-sized Crystal Lake. The house that we stayed in was a stone's throw from the lake, and had a private beach that we essentially could call our own. This was all just a couple of miles from the oceanic Lake Michigan. My sister Beth, Max, and the kids were already there, and it was a lovely reunion. The boys referred to the house as a four level one - it had a finished basement, two living floors, and then a finished attic, which they loved to call their own fort. The house was quietly tucked away in the woods. After Marshall and Zack showed us the lay of the land, we all gathered in the kitchen to eat and catch up with each other.

