Drummond Island and the Rock

 We hit storms on the way up, but it was not raining on Drummond Island when we crossed and we were able to find the resort because it’s an island and there is only so many ways to go…Drummond Island Resort was nothing to write home about with our dark room (dark wood 

ceiling and walls with hunter green and maroon accent paint) and a very scratchy blanket on the bed that looked like it was something you would take on a camping trip.  We also had a stuffed quail or pheasant in the room which was interesting and were told by the extremely helpful (I’m never sure if my sarcasm comes through in an entry) desk staff that the best place to eat on the island was the restaurant attached to the 

resort (a restaurant that is also a bowling alley mind you).  So, we retreated to our dark den to look at the menu options and found that they had the Friendship pretzel at the restaurant which was the one thing that anyone that who had been to Drummond Island recommended 

that we get while there.  So, we were buoyed in spirits that this was the place to eat on the island and after driving around to see a little more of the island we went to “Pins” for dinner.  Lo and behold, no tables available and bowling noises in the background, but a pair of 

men offered the other end of their table for 6 to us and we took them up on it.  Guess what's no longer on the menu?  The friendship pretzel.  I was stupid enough to get lobster claws simply because I was on an island. It's not like I forgot that the Great Lakes were fresh 

 water, but I forgot that the Great Lakes are fresh water and one should never order seafood from a bowling alley/restaurant that is on an island.  No wi-fi in the rooms, but you could get it in the center, but there were loud families playing cards and kids screaming all over the place.

So, we went back to the room and drank our new wine and beer, read, and went to sleep for an early start to golf.  
     Except for the mosquitoes, deer flies, and horse flies the course was beautiful.  It had a sign saying that it was environmentally responsible and 

you could tell by all the wildlife on the course.  While John played 36 holes in a row, I played the front nine, took pictures and read for 18 holes and then played the back nine.  I felt fine by the end of the day and John did not.  Beautiful course that was worth the drive...