…winter’s Grand II
Captured Space…no words can convey what this gigantic structure emotes when visiting the Grand Hotel alone. Every February of every year for the past 30 I have visited this island treasure. Twice the winds and snow kept us at bay…One of those times was this year. Twelve inches of snowfall and wind gusts of 40 mph kept us apart. It is a puddle jump flight….maybe 3 minutes in the air but the rules are the rules. If you can not see the island from the mainland, the island will not invite you in.
I have been mourning the loss of not having our visit this year. Standing alone on her 660′ veranda, listening to the winds wrap their arms around her….it often requires a toast of peach snoops to make sense of it all. During the summer months hundreds of thousands of people find their way here. Hustle and bustle surround. I experience none of that…just me, the Grand, and the wind.
Mackinac Island USA 2018