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  • Mackinac Island

    Mackinac Island

    We interrupt our regular scheduled programming for a special report. Mackinac Island. Yes, we had to actually ride to get to Mackinac – and I’ll get to that. But clearly the headline for the day was the tourist trap they call Mackinac Island. (Did I mention this place we saw yesterday called the “Honest Injun’s…

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  • Maybe it was the wind…

    Maybe it was the wind…

    Maybe it was the wind – howling into our faces much of the day. Maybe it was the lingering cloudiness. But for much of the day my view of the U.P. was eroding. The breakfast place was meh – and they didn’t have wifi. (Isn’t there a federal requirement that anyplace calling themselves a cafe…

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  • Dominoes (and Dollar General) to the Rescue

    And then there are the days that start out raining. With the forecast calling for more rain. Days like this have nothing to do with Swedish pancakes. I mean, the die is already cast . . . Thus it was this morning. So as we looked out the window of our hotel room onto the…

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  • The Swedish Pancake Effect

    The Swedish Pancake Effect

    Sometimes Swedish pancakes aren’t enough to save the day. Don’t get me wrong, Swedish pancakes can be among the best things in the world. When they are cooked perfectly, slightly chewy, but smooth, and topped with real maple syrup – probably after eating pancakes like that the best option is just to go back to…

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  • Two Full Moons

    Two Full Moons

    The day started with some regret. I mean, it was kind of cool and all – seeing a wolf pretty much right out of the gate after leaving the campground. But Diana didn’t see it. And I didn’t have the special helmet I purchased online a few weeks ago for just such an occasion. It’s…

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  • Day two. I’m tired just thinking about it . . .

    Better to start at the start. The start – this morning – actually seemed pretty nondescript. Get up. Pack up. Head out. Well, not quite. I made the mistake of checking the tires. My front tire was maybe a tad low. So I thought it would be a good idea to top it off. Whipped…

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  • Toronto – here we come!

    Toronto – here we come!

    Hayward to somewhere east of Park Falls, Wisconsin – the ruffed grouse capital of the world. Some of you may have skipped over that last word, paid it no heed, or just ignored it. So let me put some emphasis on it. Park Falls is not the ruffed grouse capital of Northern Wisconsin. It is…

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