Mary Bedy Photography

Lake Huron Colors 5  I live in Michigan 18 miles south of the southern end of Lake Huron. I’ve visited areas bordered by each of the Great Lakes many times since I have lived in Michigan all my life. I live along the Saint Clair River that runs south from Lake Huron to Lake Saint Clair, a smaller lake, which leads through the Detroit River to Lake Erie, then East to Lake Ontario.  Lake Huron Wave Stage 4 053120 I know people who don’t travel much or who have never seen one of the Great Lakes do not always appreciate how large they are. When I take a trip to the northern tip of Michigan’s lower peninsula right to the Mackinac Bridge, the drive mostly on freeways, takes five hours. That’s five hours to drive the length of Lake Huron. And let’s be clear, you cannot see across to the other side of any of these lakes unless you are right at either end. You might as well be looking at the ocean.   Here are some facts for you. Lake Huron and Lake Michigan are actually considered one body of w

Port Huron, Michigan was incorporated as a city in 1857 after the removal of the native Ojibway population to Wisconsin and Minnesota during the Indian Removal act in 1836. The town grew rapidly due to the ship-building and lumber industries. The population in 1959 was 4,031. It became the county seat of Saint Clair County in 1871. In 2010 the population was 30,148. Fort Gratiot Light in Winter 5   The Fort Gratiot Lighthouse, shown here in winter, was built in 1829 and automated in 1933 and was the first lighthouse built in Michigan.   The Blue Water Bridge just north of downtown Port Huron and shown above links Michigan with Sarnia, Canada and the Saint Clair River runs south from Lake Huron to Lake Saint Clair and the Detroit River.  1920s Building Port Huron               Brass Rail Bar Port Huron 2 072918   Just north of town is a large public park with a view of the bridge. There is a small museum building next to the bridge dedicated to the area and Thomas Edison, the Thomas Edi

I live in Michigan in an area where most freighters and tankers and a few cruise ships sailing on the Great Lakes regularly pass by. A few years ago, I was sitting on a park bench along the boardwalk watching one of these mammoth ships silently glide by not more than 200 feet from where I was sitting, and I said to myself, “Self, you’re a photographer. Why are you not photographing these graceful and majestic vessels?” My self didn’t have an answer. So I started photographing them if I happened to have my camera with me while at the boardwalk, but I didn’t really make a concerted effort to shoot as many as possible. After about a year of this haphazard approach, and generally concentrating on other subject matter such as the local hiking trail, architecture and the National Parks, somehow a switch was flipped in my brain, and I found myself obsessed with collecting images of as many of these giants as I could, as well as looking up the basic information about each ship, learning what t