I finished off US-127, celebrated with a waffle, and took the quick way
home.
The big happening of the day was a ride in an eighty-six-year-old DC-3 but
collecting my 400th brewery also seems worth mentioning.
After a night at home, I rolled all the way through Kentucky and into
Tennessee. Lots of clouds, some morning fog, but no rain.
I made it to my home state -- where rain and detours awaited -- today. But
there were some dry periods including the entire time I was passing
through my birth county.
Doughnuts, hamburgers, and free fish. I had a good time on Michigan's part
of US-127 despite more rain.
Day one was a successful staging day that put me within a few miles of
US-127's northern terminus. That -- and a few breweries -- easily offset
the rain and detours I'd experienced.
I've mentioned a few times that there are only two United States Numbered
Highways passing through the county where I was born and raised. I
mentioned it in 2011 when I drove the longest of the two, US-36, from
end-to-end, and I mentioned it just about a year ago when I realized that
the southern end of the shorter one, US-127, is only a couple miles from
my favorite breakfast spot. When that happened, I drove 100+ of the
southernmost miles of the highway and commented that I should someday
start at the other end and "drive south for a waffle". That is
exactly what I'm doing with this trip.
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