They can't all be perfect. We didn't have all that many miles to ride, but they were all on Highway 31, and it's not a particularly nice route. Its shoulders vanish as it goes through towns - the busiest parts, in other words. I made a few bicycle enemies, I am sure, by doggedly taking the whole lane at times. It was either that or get squished by an over-confident driver. Not a hard choice. There was also a stretch of several miles with brand new black top, perfectly smooth. Only no shoulder lines had been painted yet, and that seemed to confuse some RV drivers terribly. Bruce noticed one with its steps still let down. Fortunately it pulled out towards the center of the road. This was a day meant to remind us to be vigilant as we ride.
We did find one pretty side road that ran parallel for a few miles, and thank goodness there is a bike path that took us through the last five miles or so. And we did have one brief shower, but nothing much and no sign of storms until we got very close. Rain began to spit a bit just as we arrived, and the sky is getting steadily darker at 3:00. Looks like we'll get to see some dramatic weather tonight.
We are in a hotel right on a bustling beach. It is very hard to think of this as an expanse of fresh water.
A couple of bits & pieces: we actually were on Lake Huron from St. Ignace to Mackinaw City, so we have ridden along two Great Lakes now; I passed 3000 miles today. That usually takes me six months, not ten weeks.
Miles today: 51
Total miles so far: 3021
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