Friday 9/13-38
miles
Today we
continued around Lake Huron headed to Ignace.
The terrain was nice but really remote.
We rode for 20 miles without seeing anything before we came to the break
wagon. We rode 18 miles before we even
made a turn. There were long stretches of unbroken forest on one side and Lake
Huron on the other. It was also
cold. It was mid-thirties when we pulled
out and the forest on the one side kept us in the shade for long periods of
time. It was along these cold stretches
that the ride sometimes became weird.
With long
stretches of trees to look at we began to discuss what the best pasty
ingredients would be, or just what the heck a white fish was? We also could not figure why some places spell
it “Mackinaw” and others “Mackinac”. Evidently
you have to be a yooper to know these answers.
We also noticed a lot of snowmobile crossing signs and snowmobile
trails. With some of the rough patches
of road, we wondered if they spent more money on snowmobile trails than on road
maintenance. And as odd as snowmobile
signs were to us, the strangest thing we saw was a bumper sticker that said, ”Say
Ya To Da UP.” Not sure what it meant
though. Yeah, these were long stretches and
we were happy to finally pull into a coffee shop. The cold ride finally came to an end when we
climbed the second longest hill of the trip up to our hotel. By the time we walked in I was sweating.
We quickly took
our stuff that the gear truck had dropped off to our room and jumped back on
the bike. We rode down the hill and back
into town. Ignace was the biggest town
we had been in so we wanted to look around.
We stopped at the Mackinac Grill for a really good lunch. I had some white fish. The food on this trip has been unbelievable
although I have yet to try a pasty. Just
can’t figure out what’s in them. I did
try the fudge though. They have the best
fudge.