Left my house yesterday at 8:30 in the morning, and 400 wet miles later was in Macinaw City, on my way to meet Michigan's Misguided, for a lil get together... For all but the first 70 miles it poured, and the last 7 miles, crossing the Macinaw Bridge, were the most scary 7 miles I've ever done on a bike. 45 mpg gusts, pouring rain, and that bridge seemed like it was 3 ft wide, once I got to the top...
Left Macinaw City this morning, and after talking to Joe and finding how hard it was raining down state, decided to head right to Traverse City. I beat the group here by a few hours, but the ride was mostly dry.
One other thing... I came 500 miles, from Wisconsin, just to party with a bunch of good friends, and I'm the only one that got here on two wheels... The rest of the group, after seeing the forcast, came in their cages. Oh well, I'll be the one with a big ol' 'Valkyrie Smile' on my face, when I get home tomorrow

Black Dog