This morning we said good bye to Dave and Elie. Responsibility beckons and they must go. We will miss the support and company they provided. Dave is an excellent cook and camp host. For last night’s supper he fetched fresh corn on the cob, tomatoes, delicious peaches and locally baked cherry pie from fruit and veggie stands he found along the way as he drove the support sprinter from one camp to another. Then he cooked up some amazing jambalaya. The breeze off the water was cool so we sat around a camp fire as we watched the day disappear.
Elie was fun to visit with. We share way too much bike enthusiasm. Probably good we don’t live close. It would be a contest as to who has the most recent gear and gadgets. You two have a safe drive back to Texas.
Loaded up, Laura, Rhonda and I pedaled off out of camp. It was cool and we each needed an extra layer to start out. We rode the same trail we finished on yesterday for a few miles. Rails to trails are so comfortable to ride on. Not long after we left the trail, back roads took us past a church offering a post 5K run blueberry pancake breakfast. We were invited in. However, the line was long and we still had over 50 miles to ride. They said we could come back next year.
We pedaled into Muskegon, the largest metropolis we’ve seen in a while. A bike path/trail took us around the bay. We eventually found the Lakeside Cafe, on, you guessed it, Lakeside Ave for second breakfast . Another winner. Fine food and fine service. Worth another visit. Maybe next year when we return for blueberry pancakes.
Grand Haven was next with its maze of water ways and bridges and under passes to navigate. Then it was a relatively straight shot to Holland and it’s state park. The park was full. I mean they pack the campers in. But they also had no available sites. A policy, rule, law(depending on who you talk to) says Michigan state parks will not turn away human powered visitors (e.g. hikers and bikers) away. The kid at the gate hadn’t read that far in his summer manual. But a radio call later and we were offered an auxiliary site (e.g. bare spot of ground). Actually it sure beats being pressed in between large motor homes.
Tomorrow is a much needed rest day; laundry, grocery store, a bike shop, and most importantly, a motel room across town.
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