Here it is in it’s entirety. NEMCOG is one of the organizations behind build non-motorized trail systems in Michigan. Grates on my Nerves a bit!
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As noted by my nickname, I’ve been around awhile. I’ve been here long enough to have been and avid motorcycle trail rider in my youth, before the anti crowd got ahold of the sport and ruined it. Over the years I watched as various long standing motorcycle trails were closed, graded and seeded. Strangely enough, the ones that were just closed, and left alone, have dissappearred as completly as those of which a bunch of money was spent to return them to their natural order.
I’ve even noted where old barely visable (barely visable, translates to: a single track trail, about 10 inches wide on the ground, with 30 clearance between the tree’s at handle bar height.) , motorcycle trails were closed and reseeded, now the ground is being torn up again, this time for non-motorized vehicle trails, or just to widen the road right of ways.
It seems to me that a whole culture of Michigan trail riders, was destroyed for little or no reason, other than those in power didn’t understand what the sport was all about. Some might argue that the sport continues today better than ever,,, I respond with the knowledge that there are almost ZERO single track, natural motorcycle trails left in Michigan and (maybe even very few left in the United States, since Michigan was always Nirvana for trail riders).
I don’t really have a problem with your building of non motorized trails. But, from what I can see of their use in our area, I do have a problem with my tax dollars being used to build them. Bags of dollars being spent to build a paved trail, right next to the State highway. A few locals and an ocassional event, otherwise they look real nice, with their empty smooth black top, spit rail fences, and wooden bridges over the gullies. (Of course, that view would only be true for someone who prefers 10 ft wide blacktop, over a 10 inch wide dirt or sand trail).
The most exciting times of my younger years, and my childrens, were those 100 plus mile long rides on those 10 inch wide trails, through country that only experienced motorcycle trail riders, and a few hardy hunters had ever seen. We often went all day without seeing a car, or a road, (other than occasional road crossings). We saw wild life galore, (very unafraid of our bikes). I know time is a changing thing, and everything has changed, but that doesn’t make it right.
I doubt that my bad knee’s will ever feel the surface of one of your trails. If I do feel up to walking, it will be in the woods, hopefully tight woods, behind a good bird dog, not on a paved trail. But then, who knows, maybe that will be outlawed too.
It’s makes me rather sad to think about what the people of Michigan have lost, what they have traded away, and sold. More than often the trades were bad, and the sales were way to cheap.
Greybeard
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