We all piled out of the car and began our walk towards the sand. My mom looked up and said, “Oh my!” And as we climbed about halfway she said, “I don’t know if I can do this.” We encouraged her to keep climbing because the view at the top of the sand dunes is incredible.
As we reached the top, I yelled,”Look mom, we are in the Sahara!” Well the one in Michigan.
The dunes really are breathtaking as you climb from valley to peak. The sand is so incredibly soft and it sometimes squeaks beneath your heals as you run and jump off the edge. The best part is running down the dunes! At first it seems scary as you pick up speed down the slope, but at any moment, no matter how steep, you can sink your feet in to an abrupt stop.
While we were playing in the huge sandbox, we lost track of mom. We turned around to find her racing up the side of a dune!
We climbed up and found her waiting at the top of the next dune. Taking a nap?!
Drew found some very large pieces of drift wood.
We finished our day where the water meets the sand. Racing down the dune we all belly-flopped into the lake. Matt came down with so much speed that I think he skipped across the water before dropping beneath. His stride, marked in the sand, measure 8 feet!
Sand-covered we climbed into the car. Within a half hour everyone was sound asleep.