Maybury - On your right!

parking lot visual - think my nephew Jackson will soon get a plate like this

A nice way to start the holiday weekend with getting passed by at least 30 other bicycles tonight at Maybury State Park. Morale was not lost, however, as it was a group of hardcore riders looking to beat last week's time and I was in no rush enjoying the music player shuffle so pedal on spandex group (spandex on dudes, ummm...no). 

There was a Redskin(s) sighting as well as I ran into Robin F. (formerly Robin R.) whose husband Joe was part of the 30+ other bikers who passed me earlier. A bit too hardcore riding for me but to each his own. 

Happy holiday and thank you to the military. 

Trail Head

random rider - fast strip of loop

Kensington deer (i.e. tame) 

NoMo - Significant Shrinkage

chilly start - and yes, I like 90.9, RCJ

As George says in Seinfeld, "the sea was angry that day my friends, like an old man trying to send back soup at the deli." The sea was angry today. I entered the day at 33 degrees, snowing, windy and left it at 42, snowing, windy, around noon. Once you got exposed to the northwest wind, there was no lounge time, however, it was the annual No-Mo fishing tournament for the Make-A-Wish charity and I was the reigning fourth place finisher. Unfortunately, 2016 was not to be for this large hat wear-er. I had a nice legal green fish in the first hour but gathered nothing but 'Dunham Lakers' for the rest of the day, not that there isn't anything wrong with that.      

Needless to say, I didn't win the tournament this year, however, all is not lost. My main intention this year was to fish Lake St. Clair in the kayak but with the funky weather, I chose not to. I wasn't ready to navigate the kayak with two foot waves and snow; later confirmed by two fellow kayak-ers that did in fact fish St. Clair and spoke of a 'white out.' They both caught a goose egg and seemed more than happy to survive the float than anything. One foot waves, let alone two, are not fun for a 12 foot piece of fiberglass.

Trail Head

Sunday morning drive to Woodland Lake - snowing

Palm Cafe - good fishing point

Leader of the Millennials goes Hollywood

nephew Jackson with bicycle

The Millennials. They are out there. My generation more or less created them so I don't know what that says. Everybody gets a trophy, locked schools, low blue jean riders, job jumpers and of course, social media. And the leader in the social media world is my nephew Jackson. A great kid, however, he is on social media even more than that football coach in Ann Arbor (this Spartan refuses to print said coach's name as it's out there enough already). So who jumps on the television this morning but none other than Jackson; along with two friends of my sister, promoting a bicycle ride in the D today.  

Pedal on Millennial Boy.

Trail Head