Day 22- Sunday, August 9 – – Portage to Manitowec, WI – 126 miles, 2500′—wrong!
This was a bit of a strange day. It felt sbudued — grey overcast skies, moderate temps, not much wind. Everyone seemed to berindina bit slower and looked tired. All because tomorrow is a rest day people seemed to be anticpating it.
The cue sheet or sheets were longer than usual – 3 double sided pages instead of 1 double sided one. There were so many turns for the first 50 miles or so that Lon and Dave Jordan painted arrows on the road at the turns for us
More riding through the the lovely Wisconcsin country side, but not quite as dramatic as previous days. Lots of well tended farms and homesteads. We did see two buggies of Amish families on their way to church.
I headed out with the boys, but discovered that my legs were feeling pretty good. At the second water stop, I left before they did with Kathleen. Then all of a sudden there were hills and rollers that went on for miles. I road behind Tim quite a bit and found myself going up hills in much bigger gearing than I usually do. There was much more climbing than what the cue sheet said. My computer registered 4800′ instead of 2500!
I did see glimpses of the cheese industry. First dairy farms that said they were “milk producers for cheese” and even a cheese company.
After the last water stop, about 28 miles from the end, I found myself ahead of Kathleen, Bob B and Jack. I wasn’t going very fast, I just somehow got way out front and stayed there. It was the first time the whole tour that I was riding by myself and was enjoying it. It felt good to feel strong again.
I caught my first glimpse of Lake Michigan through the trees as I approched Manitowic. It sure is huge. I have seen the lake from Chicago, so I know it looks like an ocean.
Our hotel was right on the water’s edge across a channel from the ferry terminal that we head to tomorrow.
We had another disasterous dinner experience. Because there was only one restaurant nearby that was open, we all went there and completely overwelmed them. Sunday night is normally a slow night so they were understaffed to handle 40+ people. We didn’t even get seated until 8:30. But the food was excellent, so it wasn’t a total waste of time and we didn’t have to get up early.
The ride was fun and once again I surprised myself at how well I did on the hills. The really flat routes we were on for several days are harder because you have to pedal all the time and never get any relief.
So on to a nice restful morning on our own in Manitowic until we get on the ferry in the afternoon.
This what the contoured farming looks like.
One picture of an Amish farmer at work. A mile or two down the road you would see a fully mechanized farm.
Two of the boys, Cliff and Dave, looking a little subdued.
A grey, overcast day most of the way to Manitowec.
Yes, there is cheese in Wisconsin.
Here I am riding at the back of line and the view we often had.
This is a view of the rolling hills we encountered for most of the day.
First glimpse of Lake Michigan through the trees.