In my journal I decided to blame it being the 13th day of my journey and a friday.
It was all wet in the morning.
And it was all wet all the way to the US border.
And it was a driving stinging rain that hurt through my jacket for a hundred miles or so of the upper peninsula of Michigan.
This was a nice shot though, it was really really windy here.
And it was wet and miserable all the way to Bruce Crossing, MI. Which I doubt you will find on any map, but they did have a hotel for like $27 WITH tax, which I gladly took, even though it smelled a little.
Not sure why I took this pic, but I think I was missing skin from parts of my hands, what from being all wet and cold and gloved for 10 hours +.
So I went to sleep warm at least.