Port Huron is gorgeous. After a day of running around with kites and jumping up and down in sand and more running, walking, not eating anything all day and finally deciding to eat — now, I regret it. In so much pain and feeling awful. But this is pure serenity. If you’re crazy, like me, and need some peace of mind after deliberating over shitheads and a hell of a week go here, hey now hey. Huge lighthouse that has been around forever and is in all those Pure Michigan ads. Sail boats on the clear blue waters of Lake Huron. They have a tribute statue to the miners killed in the 1971 water tunnel collapse. I knew nothing of this before. My niece enjoyed it and seemed to collect half the beach’s rocks/clam shells and came home a filthy hot mess. Also, there were a number of people fishing on the shore. PUREMICHIGAN. Pure Michigan.. .. . that is all.