12 d siden // 3 elementer
River Road in the middle of the morning. Maples on one side, pines on the other, and nobody else on it.
One of the gravel roads down toward the river. The bobber was not built for this and did it anyway.
Last of the light near Grayling. Pines and nothing else for miles.
Five hundred miles on a rigid in one day. Respect. My whole fall color run is 9W up to Bear Mountain and back, and on the café seat even that hurts 😂