Just *try* to get to Dexter (not to mention Chelsea) from The Planet Ann Arbor. The plan was that the GG would walk to Chelsea and I would pick him up on Dexter-Chelsea Road for lunch at Cleary’s Pub.

Not so fast, KW. I texted the GG that I was leaving and I left. I got to the stoplight at Zeeb and went through it when it turned green. There were emergency lights but I didn’t process that they were actually *blocking* thru traffic until I got through the light and realized people were turning around. So I had to turn around.

Okay, I’ll just make the short hop north to the Miller/Zeeb roundabout and go left there. Nope. There were also emergency lights on Miller and they weren’t letting people through there either. Another U-turn.

All right, I can drive up to Huron River Drive but the speed limit is 35 and I need to get hopping. I decided my best option was to bop down to the I94 18-wheel Clogway, drive a mile to Baker Road and hop off.

Don’t worry if you’re not keeping up with all of this krap. I survived all this and lived to tell about it and *I* can’t keep up with it. It was KLUTZY driving (albeit CAREFUL because I was on 45-50 mph roads) and I can’t really remember how many U-turns I did before finally entering the damn Clogway. Knowing the GG would be a-wonderin’ where the f*ck I was, I parked for a minute near downtown Dexter to call and let him know what was going on. And yes, I already had a missed call from him.

I did pick him up on Dexter-Chelsea Road but after all that, when we arrived at Cleary’s, they were closed until later in the day due to some construction incident. Okay, we’ll head to Dexter’s Pub and see youz guyz in the next episode. (Both are fave lunch places and we sorta loosely alternate between them with occasional forays to Casey’s or The Sidetrack or The Griz or whatever). I figured out via GooMaps that there were TWO separate accidents on the same road and I won’t even try to describe how that all worked but there were a lot of emergency vee-hickles so I hope no one was seriously injured or…

And NO NO NO, we do not go out for lunch every day. Twice a week at the very most.

Pic is this year’s crop of robin eggs, nested in the “back” platform. We have three spots they like to nest.

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