Monthly Archives: January 2012

Moon Over Lake Superior—Rustic Camping

Marquette, Michigan July 31, ’80 I arrived in Marquette just in time to purchase an $11. bicycle tire. Prices got higher the farther east I went. I bought the same tire for $8.50 the last time. After completing that task, … Continue reading

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Tobacco Stains On The Old Man’s Toothless Lower Jaw

Michigan’s Upper Peninsula July, ’80 I biked in mostly rain today, but I did manage to perform a good deed. On the highway, I found some tools that had fallen off a semi-truck. Knowing that the tools were high quality … Continue reading

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Winter—Snowed In For Weeks

Upper Peninsula Farm July, `80 The Kitzman’s numbered nine children with twenty-nine year old Guy the only child still living at home. Together, he and his mother worked the farm. According to Guy, his seventy-three year old mother did the … Continue reading

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Sweat, Grit, And Barnyard Smells

Upper Peninsula, Michigan July, ‘80 Sitting on the steps of an old rickety house that was badly in need of a paint job, I was beside myself wondering what to do next. Out back was a falling down barn, and … Continue reading

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Surviving On God Given Wits

Upper Peninsula Farm July 30, `80 Hi journal. Lots to talk about. Back at that wayside, before I was able to head out, the lady greeter came over to me and asked if I ever worked odd jobs. She wasn’t … Continue reading

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Almost Home—Michigan

July, ‘80 I’m frying up potatoes, onions, and eggs at a wayside rest area about twenty miles from the Michigan border. I’ll be in tiptop shape when I cross over into Michigan tomorrow. The last three days have been beautiful. … Continue reading

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She Said You Wanna Check Out A Rowdier Bar

Superior, Wisconsin July 27, `80 Biking was good, and I arrived in Duluth around 6 p.m. I didn’t stick around. Except for the hills, the old iron ore city wasn’t that impressive. On my way out of town, I had … Continue reading

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