Talk to the Hand, Michigan

Talk to the Hand
Detroit, beautiful morning to update this blog before attending a 1:05pm game between Detroit vs. Cleveland. Taking the People Mover, $.50, this above ground light rail loops the city, great way to get around town and see different areas.
Relaxing sunny seat for the game, no walk off home run like last night, that’s baseball, it can lull you into a mindless state, then all the while, the machinery of the game, keeps ticking, moving towards an end, love it or not, its not like watching paint dry, like some folks say, its every action, miscue, nuisances’, all the action, like pieces of a larger puzzle. Zen.
Detroit wins 1-0.



Walking back to the car though Greektown, about a dozen restaurants, artist on the street, and a rather large casino, right in the heart of the city.
Lots of folks after the game, I make eye contact with a man coming around the corner, a second look, he grabs my arm, I politely keep moving, he says “ are you the guy that wanted to kick my ass last week”, not me buddy, let go, please, I hear him muttering, no look back, for a short distance I am listening for what could be next. Don’t linger, confront, and let your curiosity kill you. His action troubled me, I like Detroit, should an isolated event disturb my thoughts?
Would have loved to stay in the area, in two days Diana Jones will be here, got to keep moving.
In the car, out on Interstate 75N, to get somewhere, fresh pavement the sign says 4 lanes to 1 in 2 miles, after the game, plus a detour, the whole state has been a detour, just trying to go in a direction on North or West, out of this concrete slab, fun while inside, the payment is wanting to leave, lost into a small community after too many detours, mostly paler folks than in the city out here.
Finally directions, more Interstate about 35 miles to escape, looking for a blue road, not much time, leaving Detroit though the suburbs, trying to get to Sleepy Hollow State Park, in Clinton County, by a lake and keep my head, too.
I am away from the city, heading across the state, tomorrow I head North.
After a nice hike to the lake, and quiet time around the campfire, it's late at night, I need to pee, there is a noise of humans, folks having sex in a tent, it’s a sound I have not heard in a long time, the rhythm of moans, ohs and ahs, letting go, primal grunts, deep down, low down, just loud enough, I do sit outside my tent, enjoying the sounds of human interaction, I am quiet, I do respect them in the morning, my curiosity is to see what like look like the next day, complete the picture, also wondering how the family next to me will explain this to their 10yr. old. Wildlife!
Somehow out Rt. 75, then Rt.375N, traffic jam, to Rt.8W to Southfield, then though Orchard Lake, West Bloomfield, Old Orchard, to Rt. 5S to Rt.96W, Heron spotted, to small roads 43W, then 52N, though farms, fruit orchards, sunflower farms, into Laingsburg on Price Road to Sleepy hollow.
Detroit to Sleepy Hollow
60.3 mpg/ 112 miles traveled
Push day, Michigan folks explain to you were they are with their hand. I have been in the palm of the thumb, now cutting across the lifeline, now headed for the pinky.
Skate, and I go to Lansing for service, oil & lube, easy, then an air cleaner, some distance away, a Honda dealer here, the Honda folks have been great, $ 25 service stop, and the fellow helped install the air cleaner, after a short conversation about fuel, gas mileage and the car I am heading North, no westward gain until the 11th, a time consuming drive, we needed to go to the city for Skate, then getting out, and now up the hand.
Out on Price Road to Rt. 127S to Lansing, pass Michigan State University, car fixed, then back out of another city to Rt.127N to Price road heading West , more farms, corns 8 feet tall, on to Rt. 66N, though Ionia, pass peaches, home-made pies to rt. 57W, Greenville, a Danish community, left on Rt. 46W though Tyrone to Rt. 37N to Rt. 55W, reaching Lake Michigan at Bar Lake north on Rt.31n for a short time, then Rt 22n at Onekana and the Blue Slipper Cafe to Sleeping Bear Dunes.
Sweet corn, Sweet cherries. Sweet Life!

An uneventful drive, a normal Monday.
Sleeping Bear Dunes, campgrounds full, first-come, first-serve here, could be an issue for travelers like me, on the road, planning the day to the next hour. It all works out, a very quiet State Park near by, twilight at 9:30pm and cool, like home.
Sleepy Hollow to Sleeping Bear Dunes
60.1/ 339.5 miles traveled