Four miles off the northern tip of Michigan’s mitten, nestled between two Great Lakes, sits a tiny island where time moves at the pace of horse hooves rather than horsepower. Mackinac Island exists as ...

There’s a magical place in Michigan where the clip-clop of hooves replaces the honk of horns, where fudge is practically its own food group, and where time seems to have stopped somewhere around 1898.

A new class of honorees into the International Snowmobile Hall of Fame (ISHOF) includes people who are dedicated to ...