Sunday, May 20, 2018

Windmill Island...

...Holland, Michigan...home of the only working windmill in the United States.  It was purchased in the Netherlands in the early 1960's, dismantled, shipped here and reassembled in time for Tulip Time in 1965.
Interestingly, the actual windmill starts above the brick where the walkway is...they had to elevate it in order to catch the wind above the canopy of trees we have here in the states.  In the Netherlands they do not have that kind of tree canopy, and the stiff winds blowing off the North Atlantic are much closer to the ground than the winds off Lake Michigan are here.

But the rest of it is original and dates back to the 1800's, and it is still used today to grind grain into various kinds of flour.
They have part of the blades that were in use during WWII and you can see the German bullet holes in them.  Windmills were often used as lookouts back then to spot the invading German forces.

The tour we took was very interesting and the way the Dutch constructed these huge wind machines is very impressive.  At one time there were more than 9,000 windmills in operation in the Netherlands but that number dwindled to 900 by the early 1960's...thus the one purchased by the Tulip Time organization was one of the very last to leave the Netherlands as they passed a law forbidding any more sales.

The view of the top...
...and the view from the top...

So that was Saturday's excitement as we visited Windmill Island with Karen's brother Tom and his wife Laurie who were in town for Karen's daughter Amy's reception.

Also took Mr. T out for a spin yesterday since another of Karen's brothers wanted a ride...
...everyone loves Mr. T...

Because a lot of Karen's family were coming into town for Amy's reception, Karen wanted the former carport / current bonus room / future guest room cleaned up as much as possible...no small task since at one time we had it stacked floor to ceiling with boxes from last year's move...but a roof leak over the winter forced us to clean out a lot of junk and tear down the ruined ceiling...

So with some concerted effort over the past few weeks we whipped it into somewhat presentable condition and transformed it into the Wild Hare Saloon...

Now we've got whiskey, women, music and smoke...

...no, scratch that...I'm thinking of Brooks and Dunn's Boot Scootin' Boogie...

...but we do have an esoteric collection of various and sundry and you can actually see the floor now.

...and we even have a public telephone.

When asked if it works I directed them to the printed instruction sheet:




Early this morning I trekked to the golf course hoping to beat the predicted rain showers...
...and in fact I did...beat the rain, that is...but not the course...as usual I fell victim to the dastardly links and my own appalling lack of talent...
...but even so I enjoyed some solitude, some exercise and a pleasant stroll through the country.

...and I actually did pretty well (for me) wielding the tools of my ignorance...really only hit 1 bad tee shot (may my Pinnacle Soft golf ball rest in peace in its watery grave) and a couple of ugly shots with my irons...

...was in and around the fairway most of the time and only lost that one ball.

As I strolled off the 9th green all was well with the world, so don't blame me if things are still screwed up.

later, mcm fans...

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