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I probably knew that The Spot in Sidney, Ohio, doesn't do breakfast but I
forgot. When I relearned that today, I headed for the
Alcove just a couple of blocks away where I watched my
bacon and eggs being cooked on the grill in
front of me.
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Just a day or two ago, I'd read an article that had
Maumee Bay Brewing's
taproom on somebody's top five list. That was enough to entice me to stop
in. It is definitely a nice place with a good looking food menu although I
didn't eat there.
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In Toledo, I let I-75 swing east through Detroit on its own while I headed
straight north on US-23. That got me to Ann Arbor at the right time to be
caught in a
closure triggered by a semi-truck rollover. After I
inched myself east then back west and eventually turned north again, the
mist I'd been seeing occasionally turned into real rain for awhile. It let
up somewhere around the time that I-75 swung back to again go where I
wanted to go. The sky was still gray and most of the trees were still
green but there were some small spots of color among them.
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While at the brewery in Toledo, I picked out a promising resting spot for
the night and had a room waiting for me when I reached Grayling.
Woodland Motor Lodge is owned and operated by a
husband and wife team. I don't really know whether there are any offspring
but I'd call this place a true mom & pop regardless. Friendly folks
and clean and comfortable accommodations. The second and third photos show
the view of and from my door and here's what's
on the other side.
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US-127 grew northward in 2002 by taking over some of US-27's mileage. I
don't believe Old 27 was ever US-127 but I don't know that for certain. I
had thought of taking a look anyway and, after seeing some glimpses of
autumn color in trees during the day, I decided to follow a scenic route
suggestion I found on line that included it.
There were a few hints of the road's glory days like a closed motel that
once offered private baths but there weren't many and the road itself was
pretty rough in spots. There was not much autumn color either. I did
capture a bit of orange when I snapped a picture of a road named for
either my son or grandson, and caught some muted color in a cluster of
trees after the tour route turned east.
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There are three breweries in Grayling, and I had a beer at each of them.
First there was a Maple Porter at the
Dead Bear
Brewing Company then an American Amber at
Paddle Hard
Brewing where I also ate dinner. A Peanut
Butter Porter at the Rolling Oak Brewing Company closed out the day.
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