Michigan is a beautiful state, especially the farther north one travels. And I'm not even talking about the
Upper Peninsula, which is a whole different world. I had grand ambitions for exploring the northern regions of Michigan over the course of the summer, but I failed to escape the chaos of camp until the last day of August. So what'd I do? Found someone crazy enough to tag along for a long day of riding (thanks Rachel), woke up early, tossed the bikes on the roof, drove a couple hours north, and rode 95 miles on one of the hottest days of the summer. You might ask, "Where exactly did you go?" Well...
The Leelanau Peninsula (the pinky of the Michigan Mitten) was our destination, which also happens to be a segment of
Camp Echo's Michigan Bike Trip. Conveniently, Rachel has led the trip and knew the area well.
We caught the sun rising over the West Arm of Grand Traverse Bay. Nice.
That's right friends, Lake Michigan is enormous. And in this case, particularly colorful.
2 comments:
Sweet!! I love the Michigan Bike trip. Leelenau is worth the extra hills and miles. When we were there two summers ago, the camp hosts at the campground gave us hot chocolate and coffee in the morning before we left and we met their pet squirrel. Good times. By the way, how long did it take you to do the 95 miles?
It was sweet indeed. The 95 miles took us... a while. I can't remember the exact amount of time, but many hours. Let's call it 8 hours? 10? Somewhere in between? The heat definitely took it's toll.
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