Sleep? Who Needs Sleep?

Okay. So it's not 6 in the morning, but it's bloody early. On the right, "Uncle Jimmy," in crisp black and fluorescent green, riding a BMW R100RT, waxed, polished, and spotlessly clean. On the left:  your humble scribe, dressed in a very faded Aerostitch  jacket and K-Mart construction boots, astride a K75RT with PIAA fog lights, satellite radio, remote iPod controller, and some sort of electric whistle that is supposed to scare away deer. We are off to Michigan's Upper Penninsula where US Route 2 originates on its desolate meander to Seattle and the Pacific. Our only plan: make it to Glacier National Park before the road closes...and try our best to avoid snow.

Mackinac Bridge from the lighthouse