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1300 miles in three days. Hammer down. The Upper Peninsula of Michigan is magically beautiful this time of year and at the same time, mostly devoid of activity. The towns are few and far between and the roads are mellow. It would have been great had I not been sick (and getting sicker). I've been laid out all weekend and it sucks because it was beautiful here as well. The last time I rode was Tuesday morning for a bit at the outdoor park in Gaylord. It's a fun park and was a nice mid-drive break. I took Brodie with me again and though she didn't poop at the skatepark, she almost pooped in one of the shops I was at. I couldn't believe it--this dog has never once pooped in the house. I think she was confused. It was a close one. Here she is on the beach, looking pretty stoked.

I wish I had something more to report but I haven't spoken to anyone or done anything after my being on the road last week and being asleep most of the weekend. Here's me, ruining what could have otherwise been a postcard:

Brodie took that shot. If you ever find yourself complaining about a lack of spots or that your skatepark sucks, don't move to Norway, Michigan...