Another beautiful evening and short simple ride. Thirty minutes and 10 km (6 mi) down the road to the shores of Lake Huron and then turn around and go 10 km (6 mi) up the same road thirty 45 minutes (I'm a little slower uphill) back to my home.
At one point I thought I saw a turtle crossing the road up ahead of me. An opportunity for a rescue I think. But no.
The "turtle" turns out to be an "Alligator;" at least that's what truckers call these. (See photo below.) But you need to cut truck drivers a little slack in this matter. After driving 16 hours and downing a half a dozen Red Bulls, a person's cognitive functions are sometimes slightly compromised.
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