Today was travel day, and involved driving from Copper Harbor to Munising, Michigan. We reversed our route, driving south to Houghton, and then turned east, somewhat following the south shore of Lake Superior. We stopped at a great Walmart in Marquette, Michigan, for groceries and supplies, and met and talked with a nice couple from Kerrville, Texas, who were originally from Michigan. After shopping we returned to the motorhome only to discover a 2008 Jayco Melbourne 29D with South Dakota license parked next to us. In our wildest imagination, we wondered if it might be our “old” motorhome. Upon closer inspection, it had the GPS mountain disc on the dash where we left it, and it had a Lichtsinn Motors sticker on it. We concluded that it WAS indeed our old motorhome, and waited for the new owners to return. We had lunch from the Walmart Deli, but the Jayco owners still had not returned, so we departed for Munising. What a small world!
As an aside, the roads and streets in Marquette are terrible, and road repair work has resulted in huge sections of pavement being removed, and lanes narrowed to the point of our barely being able to negotiate through the town. I wanted to fill up with gasoline before dry camping in Munising, and began pulling into a station before realizing that the short turn was 90° and the exit turn was even shorter and 90°. I had already committed, and entered the station without any problems, but at a 45° angle from the pump. We filled up and I realized that we could not make the turn to get back on the highway. As an alternative, we pulled across traffic, drove in the opposite lane (going back east), making a quick turn through a restaurant parking lot, back across traffic, making another short turn, and finally headed in the right direction (east)—unbelievable for a resort town to be so short-sighted.

The roads improved after leaving Marquette, and we made the short drive to Au Train Campground in Hiawatha National Forest. We had paved roads the entire way into and through the campground. Our site was not level, but the jacks took care of that. With no electricity, water, or sewer hookups, set-up did not take very long. We met the campground host, and his accent had a familiar twang. He was from Morristown, Tennessee, and his wife was from western Oklahoma; they talked like us, with a slow Southern drawl! We visited with him, and then her, for some time, and got the low down on places to see, things to do, and best places to eat.
Afterward, we walked and biked around the campground and attendant US Forest Service recreation facilities. Taking a recommendation from the campground host, we drove to an adjacent village and a great dinner—whitefish almandine for Kay and a whitefish sandwich for me. With no television—we are in the woods—but cell service, we caught up on email and social media, and then read until early bedtime. By the way, we’re on Eastern Daylight Savings Time, so it wasn’t quite dark when we went to bed!