"HONEYDEW LAKE" TO "HONEYDO CITY"

As we entered Lake St Clair the first thing I noticed was how pale green the water was. I have never seen a body of water this color. It was the shade of honeydew melon…maybe an average depth of 11 feet had a lil’ something to do with it, or maybe it was the angle of the sun at this particular time of day...  As you can imagine, all commercial vessels and larger pleasure craft stay well within marked channels which reach a depth of 21 feet, oh my!

The hard steel grey of this cargo vessel is in such sharp contrast to the soft green of the lake.

While traveling across the lake you can see a spire in the distance. This spire is actually a bell tower that is part of the Grosse Point Yacht Club (I've since dubbed "Honeydo City").

It is a very elegant marina that caters to Detroit’s upper crust. Yup that bankrupt city still has one! 

  The Ford family’s yacht (approx. 150 feet long, 3-4 decks) was docked just a few slips down from our little dinghy of a boat which we could barely see as we were sandwiched between two 60 footers.

The club itself sports a bowling alley, a full size lap pool, separate deep water pool with diving board, two kiddy pools, ballroom, formal restaurant and on and on. With the exception of the Ford boat, (‘cuz I like Ford cars), I would say this club was just a wee bit too hoity-toity for my taste. I couldn’t help thinking about the extreme, third world-like poverty in Detroit just a few miles down the road.

Wonderous journey to all,
Pam