
I don’t normally stop for gas until the tank’s halfway empty, but I saw an sign touting E-85 (I am just nuts about the stuff, it’s great!)and stopped earlier than normal to fill up at a station in………………well, I’m not sure.

SOMEBODY decided to “help.”





I don’t normally stop for gas until the tank’s halfway empty, but I saw an sign touting E-85 (I am just nuts about the stuff, it’s great!)and stopped earlier than normal to fill up at a station in………………well, I’m not sure.

SOMEBODY decided to “help.”





About an hour ago, I embarked upon a trip “Up North” as they say, referring to Michigan’s Upper Peninsula. I will pepper my blog with scenes from the trip and commentary. The first leg of the trip is to a small town outside Petoskey, about a four hour drive for me.
From what I understand, the destination Up North is an Indian Reservation where all kinds of weird stuff will happen. Should be a good time!

Perhaps adding to the intrigue, I brought a friend along. It is important to have company on long trips, you see.
