While the traffic rumbles behind me on US 31, I sit here
upon a bench at Bayfront Park in Petoskey where nature makes a big splash. Long gone are the summer folks
reading leisurely upon the lawn while taking in the beautiful view of the bay
and only a few forlorn boats rest within the marina, feeling as though someone
has forgotten them I am sure. The red and white lighthouse at the end of the breakwater remains steadfast
against the waves, protecting the small harbor, but from where I sit, just down
from the marina, the waves are bigger and the wind stronger.
I am impressed by the nimbostratus clouds above me,
feeling like winter clouds, ready to dump some kind of frozen precipitation
from their blackness. Will it be sleet or perhaps snow? Not a soul is on the
bike path which runs along this park but a few hardy folks are out, bundled in
heavy coats with hoods, enjoying the last bit of fall color and the beauty found along the lake here.
This park, fronting the bay, contains baseball fields, a museum, a
beach, and the aforementioned lawn, marina, and bike path. With its access to the town of Petoskey through a pedestrian tunnel under
the highway, this place becomes busy in the summer but still maintains a slow “up
north” vibe. Even at the height of summer tourist season, Petoskey and the
other small towns in this area are relatively quiet compared to those downstate and a great place for a
getaway. What I love most about this park is the access it has to
the lake, providing wonderful nature experiences for all who spend time there. The
wind off the water sweeps you up and transports your thoughts naturally into a contemplative
place. The views of the lake, blue out to the horizon, fill you with wonder and
an appreciation for beauty. The wide open skies, unobstructed, make you feel
small yet connected to the wider universe beyond. This is nature close at hand.
Nature anyone can participate with. It doesn’t require fancy hiking boots
or special equipment to access. It is just there, easily available for all to
enjoy.
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