One of our favorite family activities on this little vacation of ours has been the “dune hike” in Sleeping Bear Dunes National Lakeshore in Michigan.
It’s the first year we’ve taken the kids – the first year they have a real chance of pulling it off, to be more accurate!
When we entered the park, we thought we were just going to climb up a dune, check things out, look at gorgeous Lake Michigan, play at the beach bit, and come back. Simple.
But, the young man at the park entrance spoiled our plan with a wee dose of reality!
He informed us that it was actually just a little over 1.75 miles to GET to the lake! He said we’d be climbing 8-12 dunes, depending on our route. .
My husband and I were both thinking, “Ohhhhhhh… well *that’s* not really what we had been planning on!”
But then, Mr. Wise-Guy park attendant said just the *right* thing to change our plans.
He said, “It takes most people 3 or more hours to complete it. It’s pretty challenging.”
My husband and I are both twisted people… because what we each heard him say was more like, “Na-na-na-na-na-naaaa… you can’t do this!”, sung in a very childish tune!
So off we went… to the lake!
Yes, there were a few whiny-pants moments from the 5-year old as his legs burned with fatigue… but, eventually he rose to the occasion after I talked about him being a strong “athlete” and a powerful member of our family! He liked that! I love seeing my kids feel pride in themselves. : )
The lake was gorgeous and refreshing, once we finally made it. We played at the beach… jumped waves and skipped stones.
All-in-all we ran up many hills, raced down like a bunch of wild lunatics… laughing and screaming! And, we only suffered one deeply exfoliating face-plant… and it wasn’t ’til the second dune from the end. Not bad!
What a great, spontaneous family adventure! The kids were proud of themselves… and we were very proud of them. Not only did they complete the hike, but they completed it with tenacity and power! (More words to keep ‘em moving on the hike!)
We weren’t ‘racing’ per say, but we were certainly clipping along. On our way back we began to really push ourselves to see what we were capable of as a ‘team’. Our sweaty, sandy, tuckered out bodies were back at the car in well under two hours. Well.
The twisted parents promptly decided that we could easily beat that time next year! Lol!
(No worries – we still stop to smell plenty of roses along the way! Or sand, as the case may be!)















