I made it to Fremont in about 2.5 hours, which is pretty good time. I’m about halfway to Ludington.
A mostly uneventful ride so far. A closed road sent me backtracking on a 3-mile detour. Otherwise lots of riding along huge flocks of corn and giant herds of apple trees.
There’s a baby food festival on the Main Street, which is closed and taken over by portable amusement park rides, traditional arcade games, and food vendors, right out of the mid 20th century. Some of the surrounding farms are owned by Amish families, for a touch of the mid 19th century. And somewhere around this town is the headquarters of the Michigan American Family Association, which is right out of the mid 12th century. It’s like a time warp.
