Skip to main content

Day 19 - August 7

Weather forecasting up here is an illusion. I think they just spew random stuff and hope that 50% is good enough. I usually rely on The Weather Channel. Nina relies on AccuWeather but is really a desciple of WGN's Tom Skilling. In fact, Tom was her first choice but she settled for me as a consolation prize.

I was considering skipping the Keweenaw Peninsula because, two days ago, TWC was predicting 20 mph headwinds.  Reluctant to commit to 75 miles ride to Copper Harbor facing that prospect I thought about turning East to Baraga. With Nina's urging I decided to forge ahead. This stretch of Superior shoreline is one of the most spectacular. Wouldn't you know that I had one of the most delightful riding days of the trip with 68 degrees and light wind. Tomorrow is expected to provide a tail wind for the remainder of the ride to Copper Harbor.

It seems that, rather than having actual meteorologists apply scientific principles to forecast UP weather, TWC in Atlanta instead has a monkey throwing darts at a forecast board.  When the monkey hits "rain" he is given another dart for probability of precipitation. Wind speed and direction also require two darts. I have to stop listening to the monkey. I could have potentially missed one of the best parts of this adventure.

Another milestone; 1,000 miles into the trip.  Would someone check with OSMC and see if my knee is due for a 1,000 mile service interval?  Dr. Kibilowski may need to lube the bearings, change the oil and tighten the hinges. I seriously hope that I don't void the warranty. Also mention that I'm available for testimonial commercial advertising in about two weeks.

If I were traveling south from Zimmyville I would be at The Villages in Florida today.  Hi Joanie!  Today's mileage 38 for a total of 1,022.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

First Post - Written February, 2018

Hi, and welcome to the first installment of A Superior Bike Adventure!   It is an adventure that has not yet begun, other than initial stage planning.   As much as I hope it will be the best adventure ever, the superlative “Superior” refers to the lake, not my riding skills.   My intent, you see, is to circumnavigate Lake Superior on a bike – the pedal kind, not the Harley kind. My first flirtation with this adventure was the idea of completing the great loop in a trawler.   The great loop is a term that refers to boating a complete circle from the Intercontinental waterway, to the St. Lawrence seaway, the Great Lakes, the Mississippi river and the Gulf of Mexico back to the original starting point on the eastern seaboard.   The plan was a two-year live-aboard experience interrupted only by a winter layover in Lake Michigan during which we would return to our home.   I studied the loop and read several accounts written by “loopers” to prepare for this...

Day 5 - 7/23/18

Day 5 begins in the company of a half-dozen bikers all camped in the town square in Hooverville style. I'm the first to break camp and make my way to the road. About an hour later, Gordon catches up to me and, being the slowest bike on the Trans-Canada highway, I waved him through. He says he prefers company and although ahead of me, he is matching my speed. We stop for lunch at the only restaurant between our White River starting point and the destination of Marathon. The restaurant is only a few months old and, based on the number of failed businesses along the route, I question the probability of success but hope for the best. Nice people trying hard to make a go of it. Over lunch, we share some of our personal history and discuss world politics. Gordon is a Canaduan originally from Vancouver. He moved to Europe 25 years ago and ended up as a banker in Edinburgh.  Now married to a Scot with two kids in college, he became a British subject by way of his heritage. He also aban...

Week 2

Days 13 & 14 were fairly uneventful.  Just over 50 miles each day.  Day 13 still had a south wind in the face. It is discouraging to crest a hill and still have to pedal hard on the downslope. Today's special treat was a tail wind courtesy of a storm front. So, while rainy, it was fast. That is until I rounded the southwest corner of lake Superior in Duluth and headed up the ramp of the bridge over the St. Louis River to Wisconsin. This is a three mile bridge soaring hundreds of feet above the water with wind and rain now in my face at 15 mph gusting to 25. Once on the ramp I was committed but if I had it to do all over again I would have become a permanent resident of Minnesota rather than ride the bridge. Bridge notwithstanding, I'm happy to be in Wisconsin where billboards are legal. There is a tavern on every corner and midwest hospitality should be evident once again. The People's Republic of Minnesota controls all of those things because the government knows wha...