A full 1/4 of the mileage on the Taco now came from this one trip. The drive to NY required a pit stop to pick up one of my sisters for the trek north. The drive back was 100% solo. If I have one tip, don’t stay up until nearly 2 AM the day before you leave.
I now will have to make a special trip to visit Lake Superior. A few observations from my drive, Michigan roads suck. Easily the worst I’ve driven in quite a while. It took my a while to rediscover my driving-in-Montreal habits. About the last day of our stay there, I was fully acclimated again. Ha. Meeting semis on 1.5 lane country roads is still nerve wracking. Logging and gravel trucks don’t slow down, and they barely move over. Driving those same unlit, unlined country roads at night, for the first time in years, at the tail end of a 17 hour drive is quite puckering. I lost count at the amount of deer I saw slinking into the woods at one side of the road or the other. Lake Huron was surprisingly warm. The Racquette River was surprisingly still a little chilly. Other vehicles would’ve been more comfortable and less tiring to drive over the course of the trip than the Tacoma. It’s not bad, but not the bees knees either. It’s now comfortably tucked into the garage, hopefully for at least couple of weeks while I let me wife become chauffeur.
I still enjoyed trip. I didn’t do as much discovering as I would’ve liked. Who am I kidding, once I was on the highway, my goal was nothing other than getting home. There wasn’t anything I could deem exciting enough to veer off the highway in Iowa and Nebraska.
Would I do it again? Yep. I imagine the next time I do so, I may drive something different. I had some property work to do in NY that made having the truck quite useful. Hopefully next time, I won’t need it. My original goal was to have the Cougar ready in 2 years to make the trek, but I don’t think that will happen.
Oh, and water. I love being in, on, and around water. I swam and floated around for hours every day we were at my camp in NY.