|In the shade in Trenary, MI, 1979|
The next day I was heading east, riding a mix of inland and Lake Michigan coast line along US 2. On my last night out, I camped just west of St. Ignace, and again split the camping fee with another rider, this time a girl from from Toronto who was riding west.
|Looking across to Michigan side, from|
west of Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, 1979
I wish I had kept my contacts with all the riders I met on those trips. I am sure that today, I would have friended them on Facebook with a smart phone the same day, but now those names are lost in journals and note pads misplaced after too many moves in the years since. Who knows, maybe they will stumble across this blog, and we will strike up a conversation again.
I finished with 6 days of riding and including all the side trips and meandering, almost 500 miles. It was not my longest tour, though it would the longest one I rode alone. And the changes in my life that had just begun meant that I would not be touring alone for many years to come.
|Sunset from Brimley State Park, MI, 1979|