DaGirls hope each and every one of you take time to that this Great Country we live in.
Ok, so, we have been quite, what’s happening and just what are we doing. Mainly, checking out the area, visiting and sight seeing. We learned that on Sat. the city of Buchcanan has a farmers market off of main street. The population of Buchcanan is around 4000, mainly a typical small town Michigan.
Operated by the Buchanan Preservation Society, Pears Mill is open on Saturdays from Memorial Day Weekend through Labor Day. Constructed during 1857 and 1858, the Mill has been an integral part of Buchanan’s Downtown ever since. Pears Mill is the last surviving of thirteen water powered mills that once dotted Buchanan’s Downtown.
An operating over shot water wheel powers the Mill grindstone, producing yellow and white corn meal. Exhibits include milling related tools and machinery, maps, photographs, artifacts, and a collection of historic commercial signs which once graced Buchanan businesses. Over the course of the summer, basket weavers, spinners, rug makers, wood carvers, and musicians with historic instruments, offer a series of demonstrations at the Mill.
On special occasions, Presidents James Buchanan and Abraham Lincoln have been sighted at the Mill. Pears Mill is located in the Buchanan Downtown National Register Historic District at the foot of Mill Alley, above the Farmers’ Market, between Oak Street and Days Avenue.
Our next goal, find Lake Michigan. We started heading west, came to a beach town, where we spied a state park and it said beach access. Woo-Pee we scored. What, what did you say? $15.00 for a pass and we have to go back .7 miles, park the car and then walk 1 mile to get to the beach? Well that's not right. So we turned around and the headed north.
We spied a small own called Stevensville, and using our GPS we spied a road that might leads us to water. We were in luck, although I really can't say what type of luck. We did manage to get to a beach, but boy, living here in Michigan, they do make it hard to get to the water for free.
So, on the way back home we came across this field:
Can you guess what it is? A field of Hops, yes Hops, for making beer.
Ok, so you are caught up as to where we are, what we have been doing but not what we are going to be doing. For that you will have to come back and find out for yourself.
Della, it is all yours, as Della always knows what to say.
"That's my story and I'm sicking to it"
“SeeYa, Safe and Happy Journeys”
"DaGirls Rv, Me, Della, Susan & Tilly"