Canada 2019 - Day 1 - Still in Michigan

July 17 - Wednesday
New Boston to Roseville, Michigan

Our home away from home the past few days. Jim, thank you for being such a nice brother/brother-in-law. We so enjoyed our visit and it was delightful to spend Monday evening with Laura, Chris and the boys.

The garage made a nice, dry place to get ready to go as it had been raining overnight and during breakfast.

It has stopped raining and it is time to go....but will the legs think so after a week in the car?

Bike art in the first mile!

Dueling cameras. We took Pennsylvania all the way into Jefferson so there wasn't much route finding. 

And Doug grew up in Ecorse, so now we are in very familiar territory.

Special delivery of birthday cards for Doug's sister Denise and her husband Joe. They were at work already but we will see them when we get back to town.

Ecorse Creek

This marina was the last stop on Doug's paper route when he was a kid and the farthest he could be from the paper station.

In River Rouge...Doug flew Hueys in Vietnam.

Bridge over the Rouge River.

Zug Island, which is a huge industrial complex.

The river level is really high and this will only be our first encounter with the effects of a very wet spring and summer.

Summer equals construction season everywhere.

We are riding under the Ambassador Bridge which crosses over the Detroit River and does not allow bicycles. This is why we will be riding all the way around Lake St. Clair.

We hid out from a brief shower a few minutes before arriving at Hart Plaza, the heart of the downtown Detroit waterfront.

The Renaissance Center is in the background. It is major automobile industry office space.

The Mariners Church, built in 1849. It was immortalized in the song "The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" as the cathedral where the bells tolled 29 times.

This tunnel is the other way to cross the Detroit River into Canada but it isn't suitable for bikes either.

What a surprise it was to find this bike boulevard appear on Jefferson just north of downtown.

Back in the suburbs.

Lake St. Clair. This view means the houses across the street are a bit bigger.

This is the entry to the Edsel and Eleanor Ford House Museum.

It proved to be fine place to take a break. It is 4:30 and we had been looking for a bathroom for hours but none of the restaurants and gas stations that we tried had any public restrooms. The shade felt especially good too as it has gotten quite warm and muggy. We still had an hour to go to reach our motel in Roseville so didn't take any pictures after this.