When I was an 8th grader (technically the summer prior), my mom, brothers and I took the northern route back to MI when visiting the family rather than the quicker, but more congested southern route that takes you near Chicago. I have such fond memories of this trip. One of which was crossing the Mackinac Bridge. Though the water was every bit a brilliant blue and beautiful as I remember, I figured it wouldn't be safe to take pictures while I was driving, so you will have to settle for this one from my side mirror!
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