Day 41 Caro to St. Clair

Day 41 (13 Sep 09) Caro to St.Clair 96 miles

Caro was a bad food town. When we arrived we got to go to WalMart to buy food for breakfast and for the road the next day. Yes, WalMart for that great pasta salad. We recall seeing the Brickhouse restaurant just down the street. It was a 1.5 mile walk for bland, bland, salt bland food.

Breakfast offering was donuts with mystery brown sauce, Fruit Loops (Jim said he saw Raisin Bran.) Leonard had a pint of cottage cheese with mandarin oranges in light syrup and a banana.

We leave the room with the red heart shaped tub and head 5 miles down the road to cross the Cass River. Foggy and a bit cold, but that great breakfast fortifies us. Then we see the road closed signs, but that does not stop us. Maybe, we can get across the construction catwalk. Len walks across and says we can make it by carrying our bags across and down the ladder on the other side. Jim wisely says no we will take M24 which parallels this road.

Back track to town, this will make the day close to a 100 miles. On 24 we are treated to the rudeness of Michigan drivers. This is a generalization, but Michigan has been the worse for rude, dangerous driving. Maybe it is the “car culture,” maybe it’s the unemployment, but blowing horns, close calls, and impatience are the norm for the riding.

St. Clair is a surprise. As we arrive in St. Clair we see the river that runs south from Lake Huron to Lake Erie. It is a wide, swift, blue river that (we are told) becomes brown by the time you reach Detroit. We get a dinner tip in the laundromat to eat next door at the pasta/pizza place. The food redeemed the bad Caro day.

On to Marine City in the morning to catch the ferry across the St. Clair River to Ontario.