Not sure why people can’t seem to stay out of my personal space. Seems like everywhere I go people just have a need to invade my zone. It is like I have this orbit around me and these irritating little asteroids just keep zipping in and out of it.
The other day we went over to Mackinac Island. As most of you are well aware, there are no cars allowed on the island. There are, however, tons of bicycles everywhere. As, like guns, I don’t believe that bikes are the problem. People that operate them are the problem. I was always instructed that bicycles (like automobiles) need to obey the rules of the road. If this is the case then beware of the drivers that I encountered on the island that day. The drivers of these cars will be darting across traffic, passing in blind corners, driving on the wrong side of the road, texting while driving, putting dogs on their steering wheels, stopping for no apparent reason, turning without signaling, tailgating, yelling, screaming, swearing, and even allowing kids to drive. Other than this, we had quite a pleasant little bike ride around the island that afternoon.
The next day we spent relaxing at our campsite at the State Park. Or at least we tried to relax. Let me explain. We had a large paved, pull-through site. Sounds good so far. Let me continue. Our campsite began on one side of the loop and sliced through the campground loop somewhere towards the middle to the other side. In other words, our campsite was a shortcut for those on the other side of the campground wishing to get to the bathrooms. Because it was paved, I think most people mistook it for a road. I mean that people must have actually thought that we were camping in the middle of a road. This trespassing problem was not just limited to a random kid or two. The invasion was from kids, dogs, moms, dads and people of all ages. I finally decided that if I can’t beat them, then I would join them. Or at the very least try and beat them at their own game.
Here was my solution…
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