Out of nowhere, on Thursday morning I decided to take a long weekend off from the blog. Entirely, no writing, no reading (unless I was bored and not ready to fall asleep yet), no posting or blogging.
I decided to completely concentrate on my wife and friends this past weekend. DALMAC weekend. Dick Allen Lansing to Mackinaw City. 380 miles, give or take, in four days.
I cannot recall the last time I relied on my phone so little, had so much fun…. and slept so well. I’m guessing it’s been 15 years, maybe more. A minimum of eight hours every night, and I still woke up at 4am every day.
I’ll write more about the trip over the coming week but I won’t be doing a ride recap per se, other than to keep it simple: We rode our bikes, very fast, and had more fun than politicians like for people to have (because it keeps us thinking of something other than them). Our average for the trip was a bit more than 18-1/2 mph (30 km/h). Slow for our group but with 6,000 to 8,000 feet of up on each of the last three days, a fair pace indeed.
Other than that, there were laughs and fist bumps all around. Life doesn’t get much better.
More later. A lot more.