Day 6 - Agent of SHIELD
Started out from White River this morning under a rather gloomy sky. Looking outside, it was dry as a bone, so I loaded up the bike and headed out with no rain gear on. About 15 km on, the road suddenly became very, very wet indeed. Some cloud had burst and hammered the highway to the point of large puddles on the shoulder. Not to worry, thought I, still nothing coming down from the sky on me. And then it came - no, not the rain - a dumptruck approaching at speed and trailing a mountain of spray. Windscreen to full height! Tuck to low position! Track to starboard! (I'm touring solo,
something has to go through my head!) In the end, no problem, and then - the sun comes out - it's back to shiny glory, just some nice fluffy clouds to dot the sky.
In Superior Park, I went to this little outlet for a pic, and there were some folks kayaking. I would have tried for some better pictures, but they had an unleashed dog who was very, very wet and wanted to make my crotch his new best friend. I'm just not that easy.
As I took this pic, the camera beeped complainingly at me - Low Batt you dolt! Ack. I didn't see this last night in time to charge it, so I was going to today, when I found the charger for my
other camera, and not this one - crap it's at home.
I decided not to take a pic of the International Bridge at the Sault, would have on it but you just can't stop on the bridge. When I came to the US Border, the signs on the inspection stations weren't "Open" or "Cars Only", but "WTC Tower 1" and "2", "Pentagon" and "Flight 93". There were extra officers on hand as a pre-inspection too. When I did get to the booth, besides asking me where I was from, I was also asked "so, how do you like the Concours? I had a ride on a ZX-14 this one time and...."

easy to get along with a fellow rider!
Then came the unexpected. Just before the Mackinac Bridge, a large sign was flashing "High Wind. Lower your Speed. Campers 20mph". Huh.
OK, I ain't no camper right? Here's a recommendation for you. If you see that sign - you are in for a white knuckler! Holy Crap I was squirreling all over the place like a 5 year old on his first bicycle. This was not a fun crossing. I was soooooo happy that I wasn't riding on the grating - northbound construction was forcing that traffic all onto the grating.
I took the first exit off the I75 after the bridge and headed into Darrow's Family Restaurant for a late lunch (thanks to my brother for the tip). The pic below is terrible, but this place rates 5 stars in my book. I would go there in a heartbeat if I was in the area again - really excellent food (food comes on a platter, 'cuz dishes aren't big enough), and amazing pie! It's probably a good thing I don't know of a place like this near London...
Tomorrow, pretty much a milk run back to London on slabs - the good parts are all done... sigh.