Happy birthday Florene! This morning as we were crossing the Liberty Bridge over the Saginaw River a 2 masted sailboat was approaching. We were just in time to see the drawbridge open to let it pass through, finished crossing, and then started riding the bike path through town. We stopped to ask directions from a woman on a bicycle named Barb, then stopped to get something to eat. It turned out that Barb lived just a block away from where we were, and she was curious about our trip, so she joined us for lunch and conversation about our trip. Before lunch was over, a second woman sat down to join the conversation. She was 89 and said it was the kind of adventure she would enjoy. We spent the afternoon traversing the Thumb of Michigan. If you look at a map of the lower peninsula it looks like a left hand facing palm down, and we are now crossing the thumb. The Thumb is rural farmland flat, flat, criss crossed like a checker board with roads about 1 mile apart. When we stopped at Caro, our destination, we were sitting down in the shade of the grocery store when a guy in a pickup drove up. He asked where we were going. We told him we were looking for Woodyzzz Motel. He said he was Woody, told us where to find the motel, drove away, then circled back and said, ‘If you want you can use my truck to get to town to get something to eat there tonight’. The mexican food at Antonios in town was very good, just like Woodys daughter at the motel told us it would be.
Greg