On our Belle Isle Adventures, we passed by what appeared to be an old lighthouse, so we turned the car around to go check it out.
Only to find out the roads were one way around the whole island.
We tried driving the wrong way for a few minutes, but a few other random people who also came to explore this place on a cold Thanksgiving day freaked out honking at us.
So we took the long way around.
Finally we were parked and set off down the long muddy trail.
Towards the eerie lighthouse, sitting in the desolate field.
But the lighthouse was was farther away than it looked, and the ground was getting muddier and mudder. Plus we didn’t want to be late for the Thanksgiving feast. So we ran all the way back to the car and raced to dinner.