The Ride

I'm going across Michigan again. 240 miles. 10 days. Lots and lots of saddle hours. Not optimistic about the weather. Trying to get mentally prepared for rain. Nothing like a cold drizzle to sap your strength. Oh well, that's the point. It is what it is. Deal. You wanna ride? Ride. Don't bitch. Don't complain. Don't moan and groan, and for goodness sake, don't abuse those on the ride with you. Company. Empire to Oscoda. Lake Michigan to lake Huron by horseback.

Happy Trails