Old Baldy, that's where it's at!

There is a spot, up north, that has been sort of elusive to me for a while. It goes by the name Old Baldy.

After searching web articles and looking at maps I found the general area where I thought this alleged massive bluff was located.

Despite the drizzle, and an unusually annoying Alltel representative Chels and I trekked north on M22. We passed Inspiration Point and numerous overgrown two-tracks that looked like they could almost be the Baldy Trailhead.

Alas, a mere 1,000 feet passed Inspiration Point the Grand Traverse Land Conservancy sign appeared on the west side of the road. The real bummer about this place is that the sign, although quite large, is set too far off the road to be easily visible to the passing motorist.

When we arrived at the trailhead, checked the map and due to the increasing rain opted for the 0.7 mi path to Baldy.

As we headed down the thickly wooded trail we took note of the hard-packed trail. I am very excited to take the bike down in a few weeks!

The rain continued to pound while we pushed on. Even throughout the hike we both remained happy hikers!

Guess what, we got to a fork in the road and instead of taking the normal path we would take a new path, can you say adventure!

The 0.7 mi trip seemed to fly even in the pouring rain.

I was very interested in the set of stairs that lead to Baldy:

They are a teak-like wood held together by steel cable. What a brilliant way to make steps and help evade erosion! These things are amazing and very functional.

Atop these steps rests the reason for this hike through the soggy woods. The dune blowout known as Old Baldy!

Looking North offers views of Lower Herring Lake and even Frankfort if you look closely and if you take that path I am sure you would see more.

The depth of these massive blowouts is only fathomable when you compare their depths to the height of the full grown trees behind them. The area es just beautiful. We both nearly lost our breaths when we came upon this place. We were also bewildered that we have lived around here our whole life and have never been to this place!

Here I sit, atop what is actually Old Baldy. It is very overwhelming. To get a true sense of how far down the lake is, when we were up here a small biplane flew by and we could see the tops of the wings!

The wet walk was worth it. As we trudged back to the car we discussed how nice it will be to take fall hikes for the color, and winter snowshoe treks to get a unique view of the area in all seasons!

Awesome walk, cannot wait to take the longer loop next time we are home and also to check out the trail with the bike.

Coming soon: moosejaw pics and a preview of a novel that I am dreaming up! Kitty Kamping is still in the making as well.

-J