Saint Martin Island Michigan Travel Blog› entry 8 of 28 › view all entries
From Poverty it was about a seven mile run to the sheltered dock at the southwest corner of Saint Martin Island. Traveling north or south, the island itself provided good protection from any prevailing west winds that might stir. Also making it a relatively safe paddle was Gull Island which lay about mid-crossing. Though it was merely a shallow rock pile with sparse scrub, seagulls, and black flies, it could be used for dry ground in an emergency.
I intended to camp two nights on uninhabited St. Martin. That would enable me to unload the kayak and spend a full day paddling light around its circumference. Besides the island itself, I wanted to explore an active lighthouse on the opposite side. But new caretakers had posted threatening signs, even more serious-sounding than those back on Little Summer. Again, I was warned away. By this time I was bummed out that the finest shoreline on the Great Lakes seemed to be private property and far away owners did not want to share their precious land. With no one around to seek camping permission, I stopped just long enough for a snack and a walk-around stretch before continuing toward Rock Island.