Monday 9/9-64
miles
Today was a
short day to Tahquamenon Falls State Park 30 miles away. The terrain is till flat with some rolling
hills but not too bad at all. It was
also really rural with forest broken only once with a small town, Eckerman’s
Corner. I mention it because it had
great coffee and homemade pies. We soon
discovered this was the norm for all the little towns and stores we stopped
at. Coffee and great homemade pie, what
better reason to ride than that? As we
pulled out of the café we started down a huge hill. Even with me braking when Susan screamed we
hit 40 mph. It had a long straight run
out at the bottom and was a fun hill to ride down, but I wouldn’t want to bike
up it.
We’ve rode into
the park around 12:00, and after setting up we decided to ride to the shipwreck
museum at Whitefish point. There we saw
the bell off of the famous shipwreck the Edmund Fitzgerald. As we toured the museum we realized the Fitz
was only one of hundreds of shipwrecks.
Lake Superior is littered with sunken ships, it’s just no one wrote a
song about them. As we headed back to
camp it started to rain. It was a light
rain, but that leaking tent was starting to worry me.
After another
great supper the rain picked up, and by 8:00 it was a downpour. This time there
was thunder and lightning as well, and as I lay there with water dripping on my
head I begin to feel some empathy for the old sheik we had water boarded at
Gitmo. Around midnight it stopped and
just as I was finally drifting off to sleep Susan asked me why we didn’t bring
our LL Bean tent. Me, “It is heavy.” Susan,
“But we don’t have to carry it.” Me, “It
takes longer to set up.” Susan, “It’s
dry.” I had no comeback for that and I lay awake for hours trying to come up
with one as she snored away.
The Shipwreck Museum at White Fish Point
Max & me with Edmund Fitzgerald's bell
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