Shore to Shore 2009

Shore to Shore is an endurance ride managed by Wayne Gastfield.  The ride takes place every year in August.  Riders meet in Oscoda, Michigan and begin their journey, riding either 25 or 50 miles per day westward across the state of Michigan. 

In 2009, my friend, Nicole Herrmann and I tried our luck at Shore to Shore.  We decided to try ride all 7 days - 25 miles per day.  After 7 days of riding, luck and perseverance, we arrived at the west edge of Michigan.  I will let the pictures tell the rest of the story.

 

This is a pic of all the people that made it 5 days riding across Michigan. (You might notice that they are all women!)

 

Just a shot of all our buckets, water jugs, etc... I was trying to get organized. :)

Max Bernsdorf and Nicole Herrmann, taking a pic of me taking a pic. Weirdos!

This is Nic's famous (infamous) sweatshirt that she wore all week long at Shore to Shore. You can't tell it in this pic but the armpits are entirely gone! :(

Bert - the wonder guy.

Ticker the Saint

Max taking a picture of Nic's sweatshirt on the first day that the armpits gave out. You will notice the concentration in Max's face as she tries to take the shot without vomiting.

Nic, a little crabby, 'cause I'm hounding her to get organized.

Our water situation - water is pretty scarce on the ride. We tended to hoard it - I sacrificed a bit each day to bath in. Nic, because she is so conservative, opted not to shower. Not sure if that was such a great decision.

Nic in all her glory after her 1 and only shower in Michigan.

Nic - sleeping, when she is supposed to be ORGANIZING HER CRAP! You will notice the slight smile - often people that have imbibed too much alcohol will have this slight smile. I'm not saying anything - you do the math!

The inside of the trailer after Nic was done organizing everything.  So easy to find just what you are looking for.

Bert and Ticker relaxing.

Nic - I know, I know - very photogenic! I believe I just gently suggested that she should shower.

 

Bert - you will notice that his ears are gone. They fell off after listening to Nic bitch and complain for 7 days! Poor horse.

Nic and I - smiling, 'cause we are done riding!!

Doin' the fists for Hayden!!!

The coolers we had to hump into the back of the camper each morning. Would have been much lighter if Nic had'n't stockpiled them with beer.

'Course she tried to rectify the situation by drinking as much beer as she possbily could as fast as she could.  What a gal!

Cement steps leading down into Michigan's coldest river.

Very slick and scary!

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