as journaled by Brittany

32 miles

10:46

We did end up going swimming in the lake last night–swimming in the dark under this incredibly bright full moon. Absolutely amazing, even if the water was freezing… and it it crossed off an item I didn’t even know was on my bucket list.

It looks like it might rain, so that would affect whether I can write at each stop or not. We’ve taken care to make things waterproof if they need to be, but it’s still annoying.

11:38

Yeah, we still haven’t left camp yet. We’re pretty much packed up, but it looks like something’s still wrong with Elise’s and Cora’s bike, so we’re headed to a bike shop after we finally do leave.

Hasn’t begun to rain yet, but it’s pretty cloudy (if not storm clouds) and we keep hearing thunder. There’s a nice breeze out, so we’re not terribly hot. (As of yet I haven’t dared look up the temperatures we have ridden or will ride through–doesn’t mean it isn’t hot!)

11:59

Departure

12:52

We’ve made it to the bike shop and are eating lunch here while we fix the girl’s bike. It took a while thanks to mechanical problems–my brakes were rubbing the back wheel and Mommy had a problem shifting gears–and, randomly enough, clothes bags falling out of my burley.

It’s a weird feeling, this trip around Lake Michigan. There’s no end, per se, no point where we stop and turn around. Each day is a continuation of the last, and then the day before, and the day after that. Eventually we’ll make our way home, I suppose, but until then… we’ll never see the same scenery twice.

If any of my friends from school are reading this: Good luck on finals, guys. I miss you.

14:15

Left the bike shop

15:04

Welcome to Wisconsin!

20:07

Yes, we have yet to reach camp. Still, we’re less than five miles to go, so we should reach it soon. Mommy has a flat tire, and as a result all of us are spread out over the exposure of path we’re on, each stopped where the news reached us.

I am currently engaged in a game of keep away with the local mosquito population, with myself being the apparently tantalizing ball. I’m also losing.

It’s better than it was last night, when we were all out of bug spray–we’ve picked up some more–but the spray cans are back with Mommy and Daddy, and that makes it rather ineffectual when you want to use it to prevent being eaten alive.

21:22

Arrival