But you better do it before Barack’s new HUD rules turn every small community into little Chicagos.
Gruntington Post [Pentwater, Michigan] – Due to the overwhelming gloom that seemed to be gripping Americans around the normally happy time of the 4th of July week, the staff here at the Gruntington Post took it upon themselves to travel to the north woods in the Great Lakes region to find remnants of a cheerful America. Of course, we had to purposely avoid vast areas of the lake country that are infested with Democrats, like the entire State of Minnesota. Luckily, there are still lake beach communities around Lake Michigan that are majority Republican (and hence, happy, prosperous places) because they are populated by conservative refugees from the cities of Detroit and Chicago and Green Bay.
We ended up in the small coastal town of Pentwater, Michigan, mainly because that’s where we blew out a clutch on the Gruntmobile. Unfortunately, getting your 15 year old Toyota Corolla repaired in the lower peninsula of Michigan is not always a friendly experience, this still being Ford, Dodge and Chevy country, after all.
Still, it only goes to show you the lengths of sacrifice that we are willing to accept in order to bring the real story to our readers. As you can see in the photo below of the deck at Gull Landing on Pentwater Harbor, we spent our downtime vigorously researching the local culture. We left no local blues band unheard, no fried walleye platter uneaten and no extra-tall mojito undrunk in the service of our readers.
Also, we faced considerable danger on a daily basis from the freshwater sharks that infest the waters of Lake Michigan. This was necessary to experience the local flora and fauna and the unique character of the local brews that the natives there carry onto the beaches in rectangular boxes called “coolers.” We found it all very intoxicating.
After a while, all we could do is lay on the beach and stare up at the sky at the clouds. I obsessed on this cloud for a while(below) because it looked, to me, like a T-bone steak. But that might have been the beer toxicity kicking in.
We noticed that the locals along this part of the freshwater coast do a lot of boating in a variety of watercraft. Many keep fit paddling long indian boats that the locals call “canoes” or “kayaks,” like the guy in the center of the photo below, and we did a fair amount of that, ourselves, until it became obvious that it was a lot of work. A few mojitos later, and that pain was all a distant memory.
And what of the local politics? We spent some time talking to locals, especially the mechanic who fixes all the local vehicles in town, it being too isolated here to have any large garages or dealerships. Bruce and Nancy Maynard run their 3-bay auto shop at the edge of Pentwater, and they were good enough to take on our clutch job, even though it meant working the Saturday after the 4th to get us back on the road. Bruce is an amazing master mechanic, a Vietnam veteran and a brilliant raconteur who spent 20 years running a shop near Aspen Colorado and worked on all the vehicles of the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band while he was there. He had the Colorado license plate and other paraphernalia on the wall of his shop to prove it. He also took very good care of us.
I expected the area to be Mitt Romney country, and for it to be possibly hostile to Trump for that reason. According to Bruce, that probably isn’t true at all. He seemed to think there was a lot of openness to Trump as a candidate, and there was especially an enormous amount of hostility toward Hillary Clinton. That was music to my ears, as you can imagine.
The conclusion? Small town America still rocks in the month of July. It’s good for the soul. You should give it a try, if only for a week. The rental rates in this part of the Great Lakes were surprisingly low, I thought, and were certainly much lower than comparable places in Florida, Gulf Coast or Mexico.