Frankfort, Michigan

Spent a quiet damp day at Frankfort, rained all morning. Several boats left today to move further south on Lake Michigan. We chose to stay here because Wayne has a bad cold and because the weather did not look great. We saw the fishermen go out this morning, then return fairly quickly. The lady at the office said they normally stay out until about noon, but they found it too rough with 4-6 foot waves. One of the boats that left came back to wait for a calmer day. Nancy and Eddie in Dream Fever came down here from Charlevoix, said the waves got worse as they came south, it was quite rough for them. Nice to see them though. Small craft warning on for tomorrow, so we will be here for another day anyway. Nice town, went to a Farmer's Market up the street this morning.

Sunrise over Betsie Bay, Frankfort

The town of Frankfort originally had a thriving commercial fishing industry and was home to the railhead for an extensive carferry service. Today, Frankfort turns to tourism instead. The town was apprently named for a man named Frank Martin who arrived in 1855 and built a log stockade around his home to keep the drifting snow from his door. Neighbours called it Frank's fort, and the name stuck.