Monday was Rest Day #4, what is called a “Traveling Rest Day”. This means we took a ferry across Lake Michigan from Wisconsin to Michigan. We only biked a total of about 7 miles to and from, but it was NOT a very restful day, as we spent a lot of time waiting around, and didn’t to our hotel until close to 8:00 PM. The ferry is huge as it holds cars, trucks, and just about anything else,the last thing they loaded looked like a cylindrical vat of some kind, that was about twice as wide as the flat-bed truck it was loaded on. Apparently this ferry was built in 1953 to transport railroad cars across the lake, but no longer does that. It is powered by a coal fired steam engine, so every year the EPA tries to shut it down as the crossing uses about 2 trailer truck loads of coal, you can imagine the pollution it creates. The crossing lasted about 4 hours and we were not able to see land for close to 3 of those 4 hours. But here we are in Michigan, Eastern Daylight Time. Tomorrow is the LAST century of this trip, we are all happy about that.
Two unexpected occurrences re-enforced why one does a trip like this with a support group. Sunday at the sag stop, one of the Carbon Fiber bikes was leaning against a tree and blew over in the wind. Normally when a bike falls, the handlebars absorb the brunt of the fall, but this time, the seat tube, the upright leg of a triangle frame, hit a curb, and cracked, making it unrideable. Luckily, they carry an extra bike, which they adjusted so he could ride to the day’s hotel. He lives in the Chicago area, so a friend was driving his “spare bike” up today. Today, my room-mate, Curt, blew out the side wall of his brand new tire, and possibly ruined his rim. Within minutes, the van was there, they fit a spare wheel with his gears, and we were back on the road. In both cases we’re not sure if the frame or the rim are salvageable. Nice to have support.