Wednesday, September 1…Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is? (Chicago)

    Crows woke me up this morning.  Not sure what time it was but it looked like daylight was peeking around the curtains.  Didn’t want to get up so I rolled over and fell back asleep.  Don’t know how long it was before I was re-awakened by Kim’s sleepy voice asking Alexa what time it was…I mumbled “Wrong bedroom” which caused him to sit up, look around in confusion and then laugh at himself.  I may or may not let him forget that one. 😎
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   Today was about riding and eating.  No extra stops to look at points of interest…just enjoying being on the bikes and looking forward to seeing family in Ironwood.
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   As I sit here in the dark thinking back over the day, a couple of things occur to me: 
1. I should have worn sunscreen today as my arms and face are starting to feel the burn and 
2.  Packing another blanket might have been a good idea. 

Not cold but a bit chillier than I was expecting…at this point sunburned arms are only adding to the chill.

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   At the rest area where we ate our Lehto’s pasties, there was a point of interest sign…seems we were at or near the northernmost point on Lake Michigan.  Walked over to read the sign.  It mentioned that about a mile west of there was the northernmost point which had historical boundary significance, blah, blah, blah.  All I could think was “Okay, so that would still be in the water and not on land because the lake is west.”  It all became clear when I keyed into the little map picture: since we were at the top of the lake west was actually land and south was water.  All my life of living on the west side of the Mitten I’ve been secure in the knowledge that west was always toward the lake.  Now I learn that in parts of the U.P. Lake Michigan is south.  This only adds to my directional confusion.😕

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   It was a beautiful day for riding; temperature in the low 70’s.  Sun most of the day; in the late afternoon we started seeing the occasional big fluffy cloud.  The sun and wind felt oh, so silky warm on my arms…not hot at all which is probably why I felt safe without sunscreen.  I won’t make that mistake again.

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   Rapunzel took us around Escanaba…like through farmland and along winding roads.  Can’t believe it was quicker than the usual route along 41 but it was more picturesque.  This ‘shortcut’ brought us out to 69 which has a significant amount of small non-towns.  There are the regular green signs indicating the town name but there was no town…not even crossroads that might lead to a hidden downtown.  I counted seven houses in Helps, MI, between the two town signs…no gas station, no post office, no grocery store, no feed store. Wikipedia doesn’t even list it as a town…it’s an unincorporated community with signs just because it wants to be noticed.

   The town of Hardwood does have a gas station which also doubles as its downtown according to the sign out front. It wasn’t a large gas station but it did have a well-maintained bathroom.  Most of the little towns we encountered had a community center along the highway.  Some had playgrounds.  I imagine the community center could be a hopping place on a Saturday night. No community center in Helps, though.   

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   Left the campground at 11 a.m. knowing that we had a 300 mile day ahead of us.  Pulled into Ironwood at about 5:15 p.m. Central Time.  Found a city camping park where we set up our tent…Tia, Mavis and Marley met us there.  The kids were thrilled with the motorcycles and helmets.  Brittney and Lucca met us at the restaurant.  Only got to spend a couple of hours with them but every moment makes a memory.

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   All combined I walked maybe three quarters of a mile today and yet I logged 32,299 steps and about 15 miles on my Fitbit.  That’s a whole lot of wrong information, for sure.  If I take my Fitbit off while on a trip like this I run the risk of forgetting what safe place I put it in so I'm choosing to wear it  knowing that the vibration of the bike will inflate my step count.  The downside to that is that the Fitbit doesn’t know I'm not actually walking that much so my goals for the next Bingo challenge are going to be horrendously high.     

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Wednesday’s miles:  316
Total miles:  384  

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