Every summer Mike and I dream of sailing to Beaver Island. This year, we decided we could get there another way. The gorgeous views during the quick flight from Charlevoix were worth the queasy stomach.
Our island getaway was only for a few days; I am amazed at how impactful it was. I live in a gorgeous place, but the change of scenery was super rejuvenating. There's something truly magical about the stillness, the darkness, the ruggedness, and the quiet that permeates Beaver Island.
Lessons from an island getaway: