"Long ago, along the Wisconsin shoreline, a mother bear and her two cubs were driven into Lake Michigan by a raging forest fire. The bears swam for many hours, but eventually the cubs tired and lagged behind. Mother bear reached the shore and climbed to the top of a high bluff to watch and wait for her cubs. Too tired to continue, the cubs drowned within sight of the shore. The Great Spirit Manitou created two islands to mark the spot where the cubs disappeared and then created a solitary dune to represent the faithful mother bear."
– The Legend of Sleeping Bear

Located inland near the main parking lot, these facilities are a welcome relief to the heavily hydrated day-trippers stumbling their way across Michigan’s answer to the Sahara desert. Appearing dimly lit at first, after a while my sun blindness faded and I was able to navigate my way towards a urinal. There was a suitable amount of toilets, urinals and sinks and they were devoid of any offensive smells. Old timers who haven’t visited in a while may be surprised to find the slowly advancing sand dunes now not more than 50 feet away. Soon child, the sands of change will wash over this restroom leaving nothing but wilderness in it’s place. And so the Sleeping Bear will continue it’s slumber.