Sleeping Bear Heritage Trail
Another beautiful day in northern country for a bike journey.
The journey starts with a short trip down a gravel road with signs posted that it is one of the most scenic roads in Michigan. The bike ride starts in a gravel lot with a map. But do you think I could follow the map? Not so much, I should have looked at my camera when I needed directions.
A trail with warning signs! And just what does a 10% grade mean in bike speed? Would that be 25 mph or 35 mph or screaming with white knuckles, trying not to swallow a fly?? And how steep is steep?
A beautiful ride around the dunes.
Arriving Glen Haven.
Arriving Glen Arbor. Home to lost souls or soles.
It is an out and back trip.
Conspiracy Theory
Are all bike trails designed to lead the rider to ice cream?
In previous blogs, on the Betsie Valley Trail there was ice cream in Frankfort, on the TART trail from Traverse City to Suttons Bay there is ice cream at both ends and on the Sleeping Bear Heritage Trail ice cream is available in Glen Arbor. Do you suppose it is by design the trail makers have all trails go through small towns so one cannot avoid riding by the ice cream shop selling waffle cones – vanilla if you swallow a fly and chocolate if you are able to avoid it by not screaming down the “steep grades”?
