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| Nail |
I had a sound sleep last night, thoroughly enjoying the comfort of a bed. To kick off the day, Donald picked up coffee and bananas from the hotel lobby - a great start before we checked out.
Following the recommendation from our Uber driver the previous evening, we cycled to Drifters Restaurant for a hearty traditional breakfast of eggs, sausage, and pancakes. Though it took some time to digest, these meals powered us through many miles into the Upper Peninsula.
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| Bike Trail Out of Escanaba |
After about ten miles of cycling, we stocked up on groceries for lunch and I bought some emergency food supplies like Clif Bars and trail mix. It's always a relief to know we have enough food and fluids on hand to tackle any challenges that may arise.
Around the thirty-mile mark, Donald's rear tire abruptly deflated. He discovered that a large nail had punctured a hole in the top and exited from the side of his tire. We pulled over and replaced the flat tire with an extra tube that Donald was carrying.
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| "A clean workspace reflects a focused mind." |
A notable takeaway from this experience is that Donald might consider investing in a reliable pump. His current one deflated the tire twice upon removal from the presta valve. The air from my pump is now filling his tire. As my dad often reminded me, "The bitterness of poor quality lasts long after the sweetness of a cheap price."
We then resumed our journey and made a stop at a rest area just 2.5 miles down the road, where we ate our packed lunch.
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| Linda’s Bread Box (Dinner Items) |
The final stretch was under fifteen miles. We reached Indian Lake Campground and, after a chat with the ranger, secured a campsite. The park boasts a shower house and fine picnic benches, creating a family-friendly ambiance with young people cycling around and swimming in the lake.
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| Indian Creek Campground |
Donald and I spent some time unwinding at our picnic table, conversing leisurely before retiring to our tents.
We covered fifty-three miles today.





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