Recently when we were on the way to Silver Lake Sand Dunes, we stopped for the second time at Little Sable Point Lighthouse. Unlike the first time we came to this lighthouse, we arrived during business hours and got to climb to the top.

Lighthouse

This has always been one of my favorite lighthouses. It has a slightly ornate, refined, old world feel, where a lot of others in Michigan look like postcard Americana. These red bricks were painted white from 1899 to 1976 for ease of visibility, during which time the lighthouse wasn’t quite as cool looking.

Lighthouse painted white

As soon as we parked at the lighthouse, I had to go to the bathroom. To my relief, there were public restrooms, and to my surprise, the one I used wasn’t absolutely horrible. For anyone wondering what the “rustic toilets” described on the lighthouse’s website look like, here’s one.

Toilet

The lighthouse is open to climb from May 11 through Labor Day and for a couple of weeks in the fall. We went to the gift shop to buy our tickets to do so, priced at $8 each.

I thought it was pretty cool that the gift shop had lighthouse-branded Owala bottles.

Gift shop items

On the way over to the lighthouse, there was a strangely poignant bench: “You made it to the lighthouse Mom.”

Bench

We handed our tickets to a lady sitting in a camp chair in front of the lighthouse, reading a novel.

Woman sitting in front of lighthouse

Onward up the stairs.

Looking upstairs

Stairs

Peeling wall paint

Landing with window

Window

Window

Display case

In the little room at the top of the stairs, there was another lady who gave us a brief history spiel and hazarded answers at a couple of questions before we stepped outside.

Here was the view from the top.

View toward water

View toward land

Markers along the railing informed me of our altitude (95 feet) and pointed the way to Chicago across Lake Michigan.

Standing 95 feet above ground sign

Way to Chicago sign

The lighthouse’s original third-order Fresnel lens is housed on the roof.

Lens

Here’s a condensed history of this lighthouse, based on a framed timeline they had hanging on the wall:

Presumed final photo of keeper’s house
"Is this the last photo of the keeper’s quarters?"

After about 13 minutes at the top, we had our fill and headed back down, making sure to duck our heads.

Going back downstairs

There’s a pretty nice beach right at the foot of the lighthouse, and plenty of people were there making the most of a nice day.

Beach

Next on our agenda was a hike through the sand dunes, near to where a Mad Max-like convoy of trucks, four-wheelers and all manner of machines were rumbling away at the Silver Lake ORV Area. It was my first time seeing that particular Michigan thing. I’ll be writing that up soon.