Not ALL people are turds. This morning I chatted with the leader of a trio of boys camped between me and the Afraidofthedark family. He didn’t comment on the previous night’s exchange (if he was there he was in his tent sleeping) but struck up a friendly conversation. He’s from Marquette and was there with his son and two nephews as a reward for helping him plant some trees. We talked about the scooter, my itinerary, etc.
No rain (or hint of it) last night, but a heavy dew this morning. This is why I put a rain cover over everything left out of the tent overnight (except the scoot). It was cold last night, to the point that I had to mummy-up in my sleeping bag, compared to a sleeping with the bag unzipped in Ludington. It’s largely the northern Lake, I’m sure. The forecast for today specifies two high temps: one inland (79-84) and another along the shore (75).
My ride for today is pretty simple. It maps out at just over 100 miles, 80 of that on US2. Really no way around that, ad in this part of the state there isn’t much point in building lots of back roads. There isn’t any place back there to go.
I’m doing laundry before I leave this morning. The rain gear is exempt, and I’m wearing my shorts and riding jacket. Everything else got dumped in the machine at a laundromat on State Street by the water.