We awoke to a bright morning and prepared to drive down through western Michigan arriving in Elkhart Indiana for the night. But first we had to cross the Straits of Mackinaw Bridge. The first time we ever crossed this bridge, we were newly married and we crossed it riding a motorcycle. At that time the bridge was only a few years old. Gail still remebers looking down at the water through the roadway grates and being very nervous. Today as we approached the bridge, Gail finally saw a Moose, the first one of the trip. On our drive through Ontario we had continually seen warning signs for these animals - but we never saw one. Having grown up in Michigan, our drive south through the state was one of reminising. We stopped at ski areas previusly visited with our family and friends, little towns we always enjoyed and the first retirment home my parents had.
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