Welcome to Lake Michigan! It was a wild ride, 54 miles of wind and waves, which makes us officially out of Lake Huron and into Lake Michigan, which can be a nasty passage.
Mainly a resort community with scenic natural attractions, the town's population explodes from 3,000 residents in the winter, to about 30,000 in the summer.
Judging from the upscale homes that we pass coming into the harbor, I expect the town will be very accommodating.
You also have the option to enter Lake Charlevoix, fringed with beautiful summer homes.
A walk along Main Street reveals Victorian homes with picket fences, a variety of restaurants, boutiques, art galleries and waterfront parks.
The downtown parks host many events throughout the year. On Saturday the local farmer's market set up on the grassy front of the marina, with fresh cherry pies, scones, and giant heirloom tomatoes.
We visit the "Fairy Houses" and "Mushroom Houses," built in the early 1900's by Earl Young, which resemble storybook fantasies of whimsical, irregular stone houses with wave-like roof lines.
Have I mentioned that every town has a fish market with fresh smoked whitefish and trout?
In the evening, a Country Western concert was held in the band shell on the water next to the marina.
As the Blue Moon rises over Charlevoix, we bid good-bye tomorrow, moving south down Lake Michigan.
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