"She wrote that the battle began when men among a six-boat trading flotilla began throwing hardtack at each other while approaching a spot of land. This first bout ceased due to their continuing need of the staple. Shortly thereafter the young Mrs. Baird saw eggs flying in the air, some of which occasionally struck her in the head. The leader tried to stop the battle, but the fun was "too fierce to be readily given up." When they camped on that spot of land, she wrote that a storm was brewing ... another egg storm!
The great egg battle stopped only for want of ammunition, and the men "laughed until exhausted." The next morning the battlefield was so strewn with egg shells that before leaving shore, speeches befitting the occasion were made, and the spot was formally christened Egg Harbor."
|Exercise for the kids|
The harbor itself lies just east of the town and has a nice looking beach park where the "boys" amused themselves at the playground while Vicki dipped her toes in the water of Lake Michigan. None of us had thought to bring any kind of swimming gear, so that was all of the water sports we engaged in.
|Vicki wets her footies|
|The Eagle Bluff Light|
The next day, most of our group went to visit another lighthouse at Cana Island. Not me. I sat in my comfy folding chair on the beach with a pair of dogs in my lap and was perfectly happy to do so. But Vicki went and took her camera with her so that you, as well as I, could enjoy some pictures of the structure.
|The Cana Island Light|
|Members of our group enjoy the view from the top of the tower.|
|Leaving the Garrett Bay ferry dock.|
|Daniel survives the boat ride.|
|Tom waves from the conning tower|
|Arriving at Washington Island|
|Swimming in Lake Michigan|
|Aww... do we hafta leave already?|
|Scandinavian church on Washington Island|