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| Distance: 74 Miles | Climbing: 340 Feet somewhere | Winds: West 5-10...nice tail | |||
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TODAY'S TALES:
Something about the eastern time zone...I hate
it. Because of the late sunrise, we get on the road an hour later by the
clock...of course that makes us get in an hour later and then it doesn't get
dark until about 9:30...makes for a long day and little sleep. I was really
dragging this morning and several of the riders were too. Many were on the road as
soon as they loaded their luggage...like their day would be ruined if they
didn't get out first...but there were also some who were more laid back in anticipation of an
easy day. We are beginning to see some new faces near the back of the pack, but
I think some of them were wanting to get in to check out the outlet stores by
the motel...that is enough to get Barbara in early...did I hide her credit
card? I'll bet the luggage truck will be packed full tomorrow.
Aside from the fact I hate this time zone, I love this riding area. We get on a road or two for a short while that I wouldn't want to ride for a whole diet, but there are many good country roads in Michigan to ride and they are easy to navigate as they all run basically north and south, east and west, and they are pretty straight...best of all to some in our group, they are flat. We are going to be on gentle terrain for the next few days and I'm sure everyone will be looking for a hill just to get out of the saddle a bit. But fear not, we'll get plenty of climbing on the last couple of days...and I do mean plenty.
Karen and I didn't get on the road until after the last
rider and we weren't sweep today. I hadn't eaten when everyone left and also needed to take care of a
couple odds and ends so it was play catch up all morning. By about 20
miles we started to pick off a few of the back end and felt we could now take a
little time to ease off a bit. We knew we'd start passing a lot of folks
especially since we knew what lurked in Alma (left).
Every year
when we get to Baldwin Road just out side of Alma, Karen and I stop by and say hello to
the Reeves family. In 2002, Karen and I saw an old tractor sitting in
their front yard and wanted a photo. As a result of that chance stop,
Clarence spent the better part of an hour showing us his prized restored
tractors...and he had a slew of them. From that day we developed a nice friendship with Clarence and Sandra Reeves and make a
point to stop every time we come through just to say hello. Sadly,
Clarence passed away last spring succumbing to Lou Gehrig's disease, but Sandra
still welcomes us with open arms every year and is always eager to catch up on
what's been going on in Michigan and Alabama and show us their latest
restoration projects.
Last year her son and a neighbor were restoring an old disc plow they picked up from
Tennessee and she also wanted us to see a 1942 Chevy farm truck they'd
procured...they sure have a knack for restoring old stuff...a lost art in most
of this fast paced world. Until Clarence passed away, their prize tractor collection, dating all the way back to 1934,
was stored
away in the sheds behind the house. He had over 20 Allis Chalmers, Case,
International Harvester, and Oliver tractors that he had restored to mint
condition! During one visit he fired up an old '36 Allis that hummed better than it
did when it was new I'll bet. I got to relive some of my childhood memories as
I sat on his old Farmall Super M model which was the first tractor I used when I
lived on a farm...I was 12 again! I'll always remember Clarence and Sandra
on Baldwin Rd and feel blessed for making their acquaintance. They surely
didn't have to take the time to chat with us and share their passion for old
tractors, but they did. This year Sandra had a media person to interview
us for the local paper. When we rode up she was sitting on the porch
counting the riders as they passed and patiently waiting for her yearly visit
from Karen and me. Barb also got to stop this year and meet Sandra. It's things
like this that make these trips worthwhile and memorable...when you unexpectedly
meet the nicest people on the road. Our visit today was over an hour and it all started
in 2002 because I needed a
photo of their lawn art tractor!
Our terrain today was mostly flat...we only climbed around 300 feet all day today. That's hardly worth getting up for, but they are enjoying the flat stages for awhile. Our next real climbing won't be until the last two days when we'll have to really work to get to the beach. But today, flat and quiet country highways were the road of the day.
As I've said before, sometimes I have too much time on my hands or I've been on the road too long. Today we came into the small town of Alma...another proud, small Michigan town. Everywhere you looked there were signs indicating the high school's mascot...they were the Alma Panthers. I think they should have used a tomato as their mascot. Then they could have been called the Alma Maters. Just a thought. Sorry for that one.
All in all, it was a pretty short day...everyone was in by 2:00 and trying to relax, go outlet shopping, or get laundry done. It's amazing how soon everyone gets in when they don't have to figure out how to get around construction or climb a mountain to get to the motel. Because of our late departure and the visit with Sandra Reeves, we never saw too many people on the road to day so I didn't get many photos for the website...sorry. So much for today, I'm headed for the outlet mall to warn them about Barbara coming later. They don't close until 9:00 so it may be late before we get to bed. Tomorrow is our last day in Michigan...gee, the states are flying by now. It won't be long before we will start to smell the Atlantic. I hope you will join us again tomorrow for more adventures.
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TODAY'S RIDING PHOTO RECORD |
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Michigan's famous tourist attraction..."Toast Hinge." |
It's pretty hard for Team Tasmanian Devils to get on the road every morning...OK gang...let's do a head count...Doc, here...Rollie, here...Sarge, here...Ron, here...David, here...Steve...STEVE!!! OK, who was responsible for Steve this morning? |
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We're always meeting new friends on the road...today I was so hungry that everyone I met reminded me of food. |
Sandra always has something new to share with us every year when we visit...this year she showed us her special rock. I had a hankerin' for chocolate marble ice cream shortly after we left. |
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IT COULD ONLY HAPPEN ON A BIKE RIDE Speaking of Steve...he was at
the forefront of news again today...When Karen and I were leaving Alma, we
were booking pretty briskly down the highway looking for our turn on Baldwin
Rd. As we were approaching the turn we came upon Team Tasmanian Devils
nicely in their paceline with Steve at the front. Karen and I
announced "On your left" as we passed and Steve acknowledged...we just had
time to pass and get enough separation to make the turn safely...we must
have been at least 7-10 car lengths ahead of the paceline when we made our
turn. As we settled in our pace down Baldwin we heard, "STEVE!!!"
When I turned around we saw Team Tasmanian Devils making the turn behind
us...all except for Steve who had already blown through the turn and was
merrily pedaling down the highway. Tonight at dinner I asked Steve
what that was all about and he said that he was just zoning..."I saw you
pass by and then all of a sudden you were gone." "I couldn't imagine
where you had gone so fast," He said. Well, I could understand if we'd
gone around a corner into a woods or with 7 foot corn...the intersection was
surrounded with 10 inch high soybeans...we were in plain sight the whole
time.
I guess I had a zone one tonight too.
After dinner I left Barbara at the restaurant and walked back to the hotel
and my room to do the website. When I arrived at my door I realized
I'd left my key in the room. I had to walk to the front desk which was
on a different floor and in a different zip code than where my room was to
get a new key. When I got to the front desk there was a line waiting
to check in. Patiently I waited for the clerk to be free and told her
my plight..."I'm so stupid," I said, "I seem to always go in my room and put
my key on the dresser...then I lock myself out. Could you make me a
new key...I'm in room 275." With my new key in hand I again began the
long trek to my room...waaaaaaaay down the hall and around the corner, find
the elevator, push the button...wait for it to come down from the 3rd
floor...hmmm...do do do do. While I was waiting for the elevator I
started to think. "Did I tell her 275 or 175?" Hmmm...room 175
is 3 doors down the hall, let me check before I trek upstairs. I walked down to 175 and tried
my key. Sure enough, the green light came on...geeze! Back I
trudged to the front desk. By now there had been a shift change so I
had to explain the whole thing again and
there was another long line of travelers waiting to get a room. Again
after a long wait, I explained to the new clerk what I'd done prefacing the whole request with "I'm so stupid" and that I needed a key to
275 instead of 175. FINALLY! After announcing defects in my
intelligence level for the second time in less than 15 minutes I now had my key...off I
went again
on the trek back to the elevator wishing all the while that I'd stumble on a
fast food place on the way for nourishment to recover from my travels.
As I rounded the last corner there stood Barbara waiting on the elevator
with her key in hand. "What are you doing here," She asked, "You left
the restaurant 30 minutes ago." "You wouldn't believe it if I told
you," I replied. After all this, I could have stayed at the restaurant
and simply waited for her...and gotten to ride in the van instead of walking
too...so much for leaving early to get work done. Well, I guess I did
get a good workout. |
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