Great Sibling Tour ’17 Day 11

No More Schloegel’s

Recap:  We are a sibling duo who have been traveling around the Midwest retracing our childhood journeys.  So far, we’ve traveled over 3,000 miles and through 8 states.

Day 11:  We had received a “heads-up” from our cousin that Schloegel’s, a Menominee, MI landmark had closed recently but it was still so sad to drive by it and see the “closed” sign.  The kids are selling the business.  No more wonderful breakfasts of potato pancakes for us there.

Watering the graves

Instead we had to make do with breakfast at the hotel and then it was time to head out of town.  First, though, we swung by the cemetery to water the flowers we’d planted the day before.  Goodbye, Dad, Aunt Violet, Aunt Gertie, Uncle Lester, and the grandparents that we never got to meet.  Until we pass this way again…

Green Bay inlet

We crossed into Michigan and stopped along Green Bay in Menominee to take a few more pictures.  There were folks fishing from the docks and one fisherman was cleaning a huge fish he’d caught.

Looking for the Mackinac Bridge

Driving across the Upper Peninsula, we got great mileage.  It was around 68 mpg in the Prius.  Once we stopped at a gas station, we realized why the mileage was especially good.  There was a very strong tailwind which was probably pushing us along.  It was also very cold—about 63 degrees out.

We always played a game as kids to see who would spot the Mackinac Bridge first.  I’m happy to report that I was the winner this year.

Bridge View park

We got out to take some pictures on the St. Ignace side and marveled at how the temperatures had shot up.  It was now in the 80’s and approaching 90.  The wind was ferocious and I was amazed that they were letting big semi trucks cross the bridge.

Smooth Sailing

It was smooth sailing for us as we went to the lower peninsula of Michigan, only to be buffeted by a corker of a breeze as we toured around.

Geocaching

We did some geocaching and found all three that we had planned in advance to search for.

Injured geocacher

At one geocaching hunt, we had to walk down a trail to the beach and then back up into the woods.  There were bugs everywhere.  I’m convinced there was also poison sumac along the trail.  I tried to avoid touching the leaves and then tried to avoid the bugs, windmilling my arms non-stop as I called out encouragement to John who was digging around in the trees.  At one point, a tree retaliated by giving him a good gash.  He came back to the car with blood running down his leg.

Goofing around

Of course, we had to recover with some Starbucks and of course, there were things in the area that we could have some fun with.

The Great Scout

No major blowups today.  I DID tell my brother over an excellent meal of whitefish, to go ahead and make a comment about my butter usage in advance so we could get it over with.  He didn’t take the bait.  He DID lecture me about hanging out outside tonight.

“You need to go outside,” he said.

“I don’t NEED to do anything,” I told him.  “If I CHOOSE to go outside, I will.  If I want to stay in the motel room, that’s fine, too.”

That was almost the end of it but not before I heard his theory of why bugs go after me (my perfume – which I don’t wear) or my hairspray (which I do use).  He even lectured me on how my body emits an odor when I am afraid that dogs can pick up on.  I’m not quite sure how dogs fit into the bug problem but I’m sure there must be a logic there somewhere.  In the meantime, I’ll just keep my “fear stink” inside and enjoy the air conditioning and the quiet.

Now we have this last night on the road and then, Lord willing, we will be back at my brother’s home tomorrow.  It has been a very LONG trip.  I’m ready to relax, put my feet up, and do some laundry.

 

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