Thursday, the 28th of June (McDonalds (free WiFi) in Marquette, MI).
To put the whole trip in perspective, check this out:
Beautiful crossing of the Strait of Mackinac on the big bridge. I was there in time for breakfast at the Cunningham restaurant (my mother's maiden name).
I zinged up to Lk Superior's southern shore, just to include it and have continued west through the U.P. this way.
I think I rode the longest, straightest strip of highway ever put down. It was US28 across the U.P.
Had a little episode with my helmet. I had stopped long enough to do a a one-flat chain adjustment (you turn the adjustment bolt, one flat) which went very well. Then I knocked the helmet off the mirror, which is not a great place to secure your helmet I now know. It hit and I couldn't see any damage until I started to ride. The retainer on the right-side, which holds the ratcheting visor mechanism and the flip-up piece had "unclipped" and needed a T20 Torx adjustment.
That's all back to gether with a minor scratch on the visor. All is good.
I linked up with a Finnish-American guy named Fred who held a beautiful, indicated 110 km/hr and made it so easy to traverse the U.P.
We rode until Bruce's Crossing
and I'm going to invite him to see this blog.
I wasn't sure how far I'd get today...watching for fatigue and listening to my bum, in that regard.
A few stops, a few noshes, a few sips of water, a peruse or two of the maps and I'm all the way to Ashland, WI. I just had the best whitefish dinner I think I've ever had (apologies to Mr. Howell out of Owen Sound...these are just bigger filets).
I baled on camping so that I could do some serious blogging...I needed a "place" with long-time internet...which is why you can read this and see these photos.
Tomorrow...Bemidji! (and points west).
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