tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24866180021553984532024-02-07T00:40:08.628-05:00The Biker BeansA couple of beans on a ride...Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comBlogger186125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-12220853834872492032016-08-09T15:28:00.001-04:002016-08-09T15:29:11.057-04:00Update...we are still on Earth, Seymour, IN as it happens.After bouncing off a few objects, causing damage with some more than others, we're riding our motorcycles from Seymour, IN to Newport News, VA. So, Wednesday, tomorrow, early (as possible) we will ride, as safely as possible to arrive at Heather's parents house, probably Friday.<br />
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Fitting, that a 2 was added, don't you think? Biker Beans ride again!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-2057214599322862252015-01-29T00:17:00.000-05:002015-01-29T00:35:21.558-05:00It always fascinates me, the number of people that continue to find this blog over the years.Well, I have an update for you. Heather and I have been organizing another adventure. Near April of this year, we will begin in Georgia and hike to Maine on the Appalachian Trail.<br />
This was an original idea, before we set out on our biking adventure that started the Biker Beans. So, in a little more than 60 days, we will become the Hiker Beans. <a href="http://hikerbeans.blogspot.com/">hikerbeans.blogspot.com</a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-38521197020630192602010-04-15T17:35:00.004-04:002010-04-15T17:53:10.576-04:00We started our legendary trip on a cold April day. The temperature hovered in the high 30’s and the rain began falling as we rode away. Protected by our rain gear we were glad to have our body heat trapped close to the skin. Despite the excitement of beginning our trip and the freshness of our muscles, we never worked up a sweat in the first ten miles. We pulled away from my sister’s house with her boyfriend waving and running along side in an attempt to catch one final shot of our epic start. We’d planned to ride the ten miles to my sister’s work to say one last goodbye before stocking up at the grocery and finally heading west.
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It had been a month since we were in the saddle for anything longer than a quick gear test. Two weeks had passed since we had even gone out for a hearty walk. The afternoon in February two months prior when we had decided we would finally go on our long awaited bicycle journey saw us out for a seven mile hike. Loaded up with a couple of water bottles and snacks we walked out of the RV park and down a country lane we’d often traveled by foot or bike.
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The following month we did continue to ride and walk but in the middle of March we partially disassembled our bike to adapt it for hauling gear. The first two weeks in April we never could seem to find the time to step away from our work and walk. We delayed our start one day because I sat up late sewing a few more accessories. We didn’t even leave early the next day because I spent the morning sewing a few pieces of scrap material into two auxiliary water bottle holders that proved invaluable the farther west we traveled.
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There could never have been two people any less knowledgeable about what was to come and at the same time any two people better prepared to deal with the experiences that waited. Our very first night when Dave interrupted a meeting at a church to ask the pastor if we could camp on the lawn someone in the meeting asked if we’d ever done a trip like that before. “I certainly hope they have!” came the boisterous comment from a woman who we would find out was the late pastor’s wife. In fact we had never been on a trip for longer than one afternoon and we’d never been more than 20 miles from our home. We’d never participated in a group ride, never attempted to stealth camp or ask to camp in a yard and never had we woken from a rough night sleep following a day of riding only to find that we’d planned to ride the next day, and the next, and the next.
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As I sit here typing these thoughts my legs are stiff. Our bicycle trip ended six months ago and I haven’t pedaled longer than a quarter mile in the last five months. Winter was long, bitter and sedentary. Too many days had I spent riding in the cold rain and wind to willingly propel myself into adverse weather for anything longer than a trip to a car. My “wimp factor” had increased exponentially every day that I didn’t ride until I reached the level of Master Wimp of the Universe.
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Even as winter began to abate and the sun came through for longer than five minutes I found myself too busy to ride, until today. We were challenged to ride. Maybe we couldn’t ride on a day of 30 degrees and wind and rain but sixty and sun couldn’t be refused. Yesterday Dave pulled the bike from under cover, oiled the chain after putting it back on the gear, it had fallen off in transit and never been replaced. Our much abused but forever loyal tandem was ready to ride. There had been an attempt to sell the bike following the end of our bike trip. Not because of some terrible backlash but we were hoping to sell it and buy two separate recumbent bikes. We’d had enough touring hauling over five-hundred pounds, gear, us and bike. But there were no takers and Clickty-Clack stayed with us. Other people probably know better what they’re getting into but not us.
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Our short trip out with shifting as smooth as if we’d never stopped riding carried us farther into the afternoon. Many old roads we long ago pedaled down became familiar once again and the smiles and waves from onlookers fueled our desire to keep going, probably too far if my legs are of any indication. But with damage done, it is official, the Biker Beans ride again!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-29571287273527489382010-03-05T15:10:00.002-05:002010-03-05T15:15:03.409-05:00Back to bike riding...It's been a long time coming but now that we have consistent Internet access we hope to be able to load some info from our trip. You know the sort of thing: success, failures and anything in between. And now that the tight grip of winter has slackened and we wimps are getting stir crazy, we'll break out the bike and break in our backsides. Hope to see you out on the road...
The Biker BeansHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-87661121641662640412009-09-22T09:33:00.003-04:002009-09-22T09:39:54.939-04:00Two new pictures...I found another picture on my dad's computer:
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And this is the newest member of the family...Abigail Rose
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In the meantime we came across some pictures that Heather's dad took with his blackberry the day they came to meet us in Ionia, MI.
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We waited around "Robinson Park" on the north side of town. We felt at home, even had a black cat like ours come up and needed some attention.<br><br>
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Heather's parents followed us to the restaurant but when they passed us to get a picture or two, Heather's mom honked just as they were next to us. We need to pass along the wisdom of honking <em>after</em> you've passed a bicyclists. <br><br>
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At the restaurant<br><br>
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<br><br>Are you sure you want to eat here? Turns out we shouldn't have, the food was pretty greasy.<br><br>
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<br><br>Just a few more pictures before we go...<br><br>
Dave was a little annoyed by Heather's parents so he decided to put them in line.<br><br>
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This rig was parked next to ours, most people recommended we try our trip on one of these. <br><br>
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<br><br>New members of the Hell's Angels?<br><br>
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<br><br>Dave: "Give the bandana back! You started this trip with me, you're going to finish it!"<br><br>
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<br><br>Dave: "No more honking next to bicyclists, or I'll conk your heads together again!"<br><br>
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<br><br>Away we go... can you find us? Click for a bigger picture.<br><br>
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The next day when we'd moved into the sun to dry out our gear:<br><br>
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<b><i>Back in where it all began</i></b><br><br>
Arrived at 7:58 pm after about 67 miles today we reached 4126 miles<br>in 21 weeks 1 day. More to come.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-40036894455583603402009-09-08T17:03:00.001-04:002009-09-08T17:03:15.787-04:00Almost there.Currently in Streetsboro. 20 More miles!Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-46656407475041976272009-09-08T16:04:00.001-04:002009-09-08T16:04:46.398-04:00getting closeMonday, September 7th. Green Springs to Pittsfield 47 miles.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-32600899712071279582009-09-07T21:42:00.002-04:002010-04-15T17:56:32.950-04:00Thanks for the food.It continued to rain when we cheerfully left Paul's garage and that was ok, we'd ridden in rain before. What wasn't ok was the amazing bolt of lighting we saw a few miles later, not appreciated while wet on a metal bicycle. We came to the next crossroads and found the covered shelter at a park that Paul had mentioned, and we took. . . cover. We'd hoped to make it 9 more miles to another park in a town that had food but we'd survive on the peanut butter and soggy tortilas we had with us. About 15 minutes later a car pulls up and Heather said, "Hey, someone else is here too." Dave said, "That car looks strangely familiar." It was Paul and he had food! Not only did he let us have refuge from a couple rounds of storms, he'd tracked us down to the most probable place we could be with lightning crashing around us. He'd brought us chicken and coffee, warming our stomachs and hearts. <br><br>Thanks Paul! Now we actually have peanut butter and tortillas for tomorrow's breakfast.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-22757030454129557442009-09-07T18:35:00.001-04:002009-09-07T18:35:49.693-04:00At mile 4056...The rain came down and we saw an open garage door and rode in. Heather<br>went to the front door to let them know we were there. We talked for<br>about an hour before we left. Thanks to Paul for taking us in.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-79452432556945314772009-09-07T11:10:00.001-04:002009-09-07T11:10:21.040-04:00sunday, september 6th56 miles from Whitehouse to Green Springs, OH.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-58064782584942471912009-09-05T21:30:00.001-04:002009-09-05T21:30:40.822-04:00phone blog...Osseo, MI to Whitehouse, OH. Ohio! Nearly five months ago we left<br>Atwater on a cold and rainy Tuesday. Tonight we're enjoying a cool<br>evening after 65 miles of relatively flat terrain. With no diagonal<br>roads in the area we zigzagged our way into Ohio and somewhere south<br>of Toledo. Road weary and hungry our hunt for food led up to the<br>American Legion's steak dinner. Heather's parents stopped in too on<br>thier way to Heather's sister's. The legion commander graciously let<br>us set up out back and now all we need to do is sleep to round out a<br>perfect day.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-61963616976758709982009-09-05T14:14:00.001-04:002009-09-05T14:15:56.641-04:00Map Day 140 to Day 145<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDhjZN5gt4pggyx9VD72GNu7XJozJ3BuVLwxL5M9_lWhuzpJg2XfvbNuCbqahGAh8FLPFTWhgs9DlGC2TM8Nt0I2YTV6c2yBCOXeyKKXRrw3G29DgcdNyG3iA1HZovidgrr-CzRoPAlmc/s1600-h/Day+140+to+145.bmp"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDhjZN5gt4pggyx9VD72GNu7XJozJ3BuVLwxL5M9_lWhuzpJg2XfvbNuCbqahGAh8FLPFTWhgs9DlGC2TM8Nt0I2YTV6c2yBCOXeyKKXRrw3G29DgcdNyG3iA1HZovidgrr-CzRoPAlmc/s320/Day+140+to+145.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378048607164840466" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-17213158132918956472009-09-05T13:47:00.001-04:002009-09-08T11:41:29.226-04:00Day 145<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQoB_nTIXbm7310OwDwCslA5svnC51olJAlz2QcQIu_wKPJOMHGoCSOALt3Yhv5r1Vf6rNOAj4sNmrt2ORhesVYfnSSph9kvXv6-H8_djI6_T3hctcsWO6NMnUpwduH95UNKJsc1P5VlAY/s1600-h/dave.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQoB_nTIXbm7310OwDwCslA5svnC51olJAlz2QcQIu_wKPJOMHGoCSOALt3Yhv5r1Vf6rNOAj4sNmrt2ORhesVYfnSSph9kvXv6-H8_djI6_T3hctcsWO6NMnUpwduH95UNKJsc1P5VlAY/s320/dave.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379122097199741618" /></a>
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<br><br>Saturday, September 5, 2009
<br>- Start:Osseo, MI
<br>- ATW: Fayette, OH at Noon
<br>- End:
<br>- Day Miles: Ride Time: Total Trip Miles:
<br><br>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-5250855286088234792009-09-05T13:32:00.002-04:002009-09-05T13:44:03.401-04:00Day 144<br><br>Friday, September 4, 2009
<br>- Start:North Eckford, MI
<br>- ATW:
<br>- End:Osseo, MI
<br>- Day Miles: 39.5 Ride Time:4:16 Total Trip Miles:3890
<br><br>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-81872512023099292712009-09-05T13:28:00.014-04:002009-09-08T11:37:42.128-04:00Day 142<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdehbyGUU3jxW_O60e3eP4BnigcpXBFcuAMrGmuILKatCRIAQJK-32dAXINj-ykN2fl1Q57rgft61zS2PJERljG5N339Qt88KEQEW3HLB3x9sEpUofw-pBvxAJQWBJT4wB2NSzmYwOil1/s1600-h/h+7.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdehbyGUU3jxW_O60e3eP4BnigcpXBFcuAMrGmuILKatCRIAQJK-32dAXINj-ykN2fl1Q57rgft61zS2PJERljG5N339Qt88KEQEW3HLB3x9sEpUofw-pBvxAJQWBJT4wB2NSzmYwOil1/s320/h+7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379119436085325490" /></a>
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<br><br>Wednesday, September 2, 2009
<br>- Start:Stanton, MI
<br>- ATW:
<br>- End:Nashville, MI
<br>- Day Miles: 52.4 Ride Time:5:12 Total Trip Miles: 3803
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Heather's parents drove out from Troy, MI to meet with us and buy us lunch.
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<i> Editor's Note: Bike for the next trip?? This is my type of bike.</i><br><br>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-45186435971349637312009-09-05T13:28:00.011-04:002009-09-05T13:43:08.293-04:00Day 143<br><br>Thursday, September 3, 2009
<br>- Start:Nashville, MI
<br>- ATW:
<br>- End:North Eckford, MI
<br>- Day Miles:47.6 Ride Time:5:31 Total Trip Miles: 3850
<br><br>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-1335150999646442922009-09-05T13:28:00.009-04:002009-09-05T13:39:55.775-04:00Day 141<br><br>Tuesday, September 1, 2009
<br>- Start:Barryton, MI
<br>- ATW:
<br>- End:Staton, MI
<br>- Day Miles:46.5 Ride Time:5:00 Total Trip Miles: 3750
<br><br>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-89478967577089532702009-09-05T13:26:00.004-04:002009-09-05T13:38:41.897-04:00Day 140 - on the road again<br><br>Monday, August 31, 2009
<br>- Start:Cadillac, MI
<br>- ATW:
<br>- End:Barryton, MI
<br>- Day Miles:51.9 Ride Time:4:33 Total Trip Miles: 3703
<br><br>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-40251317977973773052009-09-05T13:19:00.000-04:002009-09-05T13:26:11.704-04:00new post cards<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3EKQsXQGAb6otTNswRBwX5FL9DtfVytbziYKLzNkvAaaLCaJZhf-eINrSo5GFfpnYzCrsy261TcjIlvsbNedT1UyQ91NhELSwaYmXYaMVpnaBku88Km2J3wMRyxn3oBEdX4zSmi52Cm3/s1600-h/Manistee+2.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3EKQsXQGAb6otTNswRBwX5FL9DtfVytbziYKLzNkvAaaLCaJZhf-eINrSo5GFfpnYzCrsy261TcjIlvsbNedT1UyQ91NhELSwaYmXYaMVpnaBku88Km2J3wMRyxn3oBEdX4zSmi52Cm3/s320/Manistee+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378035803408242978" /></a>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiphbXEiNA6m7BGpFaqRK-mvCjttbZJZByCrWw_wTtdN3cgqhv52887IezrJ1KXWMkKQPeCNqavhsbzdp8yofQYD3NjY8Ph29TEod4guNE7KTxnrbILD3EH1rY8TkwC8RDJr58tab19fqVK/s1600-h/Sleeping+Bear+Dunes+1.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiphbXEiNA6m7BGpFaqRK-mvCjttbZJZByCrWw_wTtdN3cgqhv52887IezrJ1KXWMkKQPeCNqavhsbzdp8yofQYD3NjY8Ph29TEod4guNE7KTxnrbILD3EH1rY8TkwC8RDJr58tab19fqVK/s320/Sleeping+Bear+Dunes+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378035780389309730" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-62684503571058885202009-08-28T14:23:00.003-04:002009-08-28T14:26:37.991-04:00Instead of leaving...We decided to spend about 30 hours compiling and refining our resume'. Each day's work presented a new decision to delay getting started the next day. We have had a tremendous amount of help with the hiring process for the Forestry Service, so it was worth the wait. It also worked out that Heather's Aunt could use some help installing a dish washer that arrived on Friday, so it all worked out. A new prediction of leaving is no later than Monday and we'll be on the road again.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-76291141026193107932009-08-25T10:47:00.003-04:002009-08-25T11:30:21.653-04:00Day 133 - Monday, August 24th<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXRM-xMqRo-Wd9rqbxRsUZhZkNq0JkOW5C4bGderPUiaCfclI2psqZhpa-_BGC1f3_rHJWbKqxUE5-_8eIcVqshzCmptJPwcRtw7owOMeqzB9FxNr_mLqf4y6gUhtYH_nxzZMwM-Iholfp/s1600-h/Remaining+Day+133.bmp"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXRM-xMqRo-Wd9rqbxRsUZhZkNq0JkOW5C4bGderPUiaCfclI2psqZhpa-_BGC1f3_rHJWbKqxUE5-_8eIcVqshzCmptJPwcRtw7owOMeqzB9FxNr_mLqf4y6gUhtYH_nxzZMwM-Iholfp/s320/Remaining+Day+133.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373923396071664130" /></a><br>Click on image to enlarge.<br><br>
<i> Editor's Note: This is just a wild guess as to Dave & Heather's remaining route. Just using it to fill space. They are not going to visit us in Troy, MI (too close to Detroit). - They avoid large cities and highways. </i>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2486618002155398453.post-46568456790684499812009-08-20T11:47:00.004-04:002009-08-25T10:51:40.337-04:00Volunteering - Day 129Three days this week were spent assisting the archaeologist and archaeological technician of the Forest Service office in Manistee, MI. What does that entail? Essentially you go walking through the woods looking for "depressions." When we started we had no idea what a "depression" looked like but we now have a pretty good idea, especially if they're lined with concrete walls and you practically fall into one.
<br><br>Now that we've had sufficient time to recover from the bike trip and have the next few days to recover from all the hiking through the woods we plan to set out on Monday for another chunk of this bicycling adventure. We've had to make a bit of plans for the next week or so. Basically we're doing whatever we can to avoid going near Detroit which means nowhere within the HWY 69 interior. That might seem drastic but having lived in Ypsilanti and ridden our bike there, as well as stories from other bicyclists, it's our best chance of survival to give Detroit a wide berth.
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How much more do we have to do? Somewhere in the neighborhood of 500 miles and a few weeks.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10267806430638000441noreply@blogger.com