Every four years major or historic
maritime Great Lakes cities host a tour of tall ships. Many of the ships are normally operating in salt water, but a tour of the great lakes seems brings together ships with home ports like
Milwaukee, Travis City with ones from New York
Connecticut, as well as Europe. On July 15
th eleven ships came into Bay City Michigan so we went up to see them. My Brother Dave lives in Bay City and invited us to stay at his place. There was a grand arrival that was schedule to occur on Thursday early afternoon so we went up on Wednesday night so that we could scope out a great location to see and photograph the boats as they came in off of Lake Huron into the Saginaw River which leads into the downtown water front docks. Karen, Dave and I got an early start Thursday and
visited several areas where Dave thought we would be able to see the ships as they sailed out on the lake. My vision was to be standing on a nice sand dune with the sun glistening off of the lake with huge billowing sails on the horizon. Well, I soon found out that beaches on Lake Huron (at least on the west side of Huron) are low and flat and the lake level is down several feet in elevation so the water's edge is about 100 yards or more from what it used to be. The beach and that 100 yards of space is filled with cattails and other wetland types of
vegetation that pretty well screens the view of the lake. Oh, and it wasn't sunny. So as we stood peering out over the tall grasses to the horizon this is what we saw.

Now if you look closely at the center of this photo and also look at the blowup below you might be able to make out a
ghostly looking something that I am convinced is a tall ship, probably full of pirates. You will probably also notice that there are no sails set.

We stopped for breakfast and then headed to another site actually near the entrance of the river. Although there were some limitation to
visibility and the background was a huge power plant we thought it would work. So we headed back to Dave's place to pick up mom and sister Judy and get back and set up for the grand arrival. As it turns our there were three ships that were actually already at the docks the night before so they had to go out to the lake
in order to be in the parade coming back in. As we were heading back to the river we had to stop for the draw bridge to let the three ships pass. The
pictures below are from the car while we waited in traffic.