The Solo Female Traveler’s Guide to Getting to Mackinac Island: A Story Worth Telling

Cue the sound of ferry horns, the clatter of horse hooves on cobblestones, and the unmistakable aroma of fudge wafting through the air. Mackinac Island, a car-free slice of Midwest heaven, is one of those rare places where time feels like it’s taken a vacation, too. As a solo female traveler, you might wonder: how exactly do I get to this magical place, and will I survive the sugar rush of endless fudge?

Allow me to walk you through my own journey to Mackinac Island—complete with tips, tricks, and hilariously relatable mishaps. Let’s dive in!

First Stop: Plotting Your Escape to Mackinac Island

Mackinac Island sits snugly in Lake Huron, somewhere between Michigan’s Upper and Lower Peninsulas. Getting there is part of the fun—or so I told myself when I was packing at midnight, trying to fit two weeks’ worth of outfits into one carry-on.

The most popular gateways to Mackinac Island are Mackinaw City (from the Lower Peninsula) or St. Ignace (from the Upper Peninsula). Both towns offer ferry services via Shepler’s Ferry or Star Line Ferry. Personally, I chose Shepler’s because they promised smooth sailing and had the cutest Instagram page.

If you’re flying in, Pellston Regional Airport is the closest option (check flights here). It’s small, charming, and gives off major cozy vibes. Book ahead and nab a shuttle service—they’ll whisk you right to the ferry docks.

Packing for Mackinac: When in Doubt, Go Overboard

I learned this lesson the hard way. Despite Mackinac’s reputation as a serene retreat, the island is a fashion moment. Think flowy sundresses, comfy walking shoes, and maybe a wide-brimmed hat to live your best “I’m a mysterious solo traveler” fantasy.

Quick tip: Pack layers. Lake Huron has moods, and you’ll thank me when the cool breeze hits during your sunset stroll.

The Ferry Ride: Your First Taste of Adventure

The ferry terminal was buzzing with energy—families wrangling kids, couples taking selfies, and me, clutching my iced coffee like it was the last one on Earth. The 20-minute ride was a breeze, and the views? Chef’s kiss.

When the island came into view, I felt a giddy thrill. It looked like something out of a Hallmark movie, minus the cheesy romance plot.

Arriving on Mackinac: Where Hooves Rule the Roads

Stepping onto Mackinac is like stepping into a world where cars never existed. Everything runs on bicycles or horse-drawn carriages, and I quickly learned to watch my step unless I wanted a souvenir of the less-than-glamorous kind.

I strolled down Main Street, stopping at JoAnn’s Fudge, a local institution. The fudge is divine, but the real highlight was eavesdropping on a heated debate between tourists about the best flavor (it’s maple walnut, by the way).

Where to Stay: Cozy, Chic, and Solo-Approved

I checked into the Island House Hotel, a historic gem with killer lake views and a welcoming vibe. They even had a cozy little café, perfect for people-watching while sipping my morning coffee.

If you’re looking for something more budget-friendly, the Murray Hotel offers colorful charm and a rooftop hot tub where you can soak your feet after a day of exploring.

Exploring Mackinac: Solo Adventures on Two Wheels

Renting a bike is a must. I grabbed mine from Mackinac Cycle, whose staff didn’t judge me when I asked if I could attach a selfie stick to the handlebars.

The island’s 8-mile perimeter trail is pure magic. I pedaled past historic landmarks, stunning rock formations, and the bluest water I’ve ever seen. Along the way, I stopped at Arch Rock, an iconic limestone formation that’s basically nature showing off.

Solo Dining: Fudge Isn’t a Food Group (Unfortunately)

Mackinac is packed with delightful eateries. My favorite? The Pink Pony. Their fish tacos were life-changing, and their signature cocktail—a fruity concoction that felt like a hug in a glass—paired perfectly with the view of the marina.

Another gem is Seabiscuit Café, where I indulged in a gourmet grilled cheese that single-handedly justified my bike rental calories.

If you want a splurge-worthy dinner, head to Woods Restaurant, a Bavarian-style hideaway in the middle of the island. Their mushroom soup is the stuff of legends.

Don’t Forget: Mackinac’s Quirky Side

As the sun set, I joined a Mackinac Gems Tour. Nothing bonds a group of strangers like stories, especially when the guide delivers them with a dramatic flair worthy of Broadway.

Feeling brave? Visit the Grand Hotel’s Cupola Bar for a nightcap. The panoramic views are worth every penny of the $10 non-guest entry fee.

Linking Your Adventures: Oval Beach and St. Thomas, Anyone?

If Mackinac Island has you craving more solo adventures, check out my post on discovering the magic of Oval Beach. Or, if tropical vibes are more your style, my guide to St. Thomas, USVI is packed with dreamy ideas.

Farewell, Mackinac (But Not Goodbye)

Leaving Mackinac Island was bittersweet. As the ferry pulled away, I looked back at the charming streets, lush greenery, and happy tourists munching on fudge. I promised myself I’d return—maybe next time with a bigger appetite and even comfier shoes.

So, to my fellow solo travelers, Mackinac Island is waiting for you. Pack your bags, book your ferry, and get ready for an adventure that’s equal parts relaxing and unforgettable. And hey, save me some fudge.