When my wife and I honeymooned on Mackinac Island it was shrouded in a chilly blanket of fog for a couple of the days we were there. This photo reminds me of that. I love that it is in black and white.
With the wall of fog surrounding the island it muffled the sounds of horse hooves upon the pavement and gave a surreal sense of peaceful isolation. The Mackinac Bridge and the upper and lower peninsulas of Michigan were not visible. With no vehicles and no way to see the outside modern world it felt like we had slipped back in time for those few days.
It is funny how one picture can bring back so many wonderful memories.