I woke early again, loaded up the bike and crossed I-90 for the umpteenth time, heading back to the Glacial Drumlin Trail. (A drumlin, by the way is a landform left by a glacier. Now you don't need to look it up.) I rode into the rising sun and it was cool enough to wear … Continue reading St. Paul to Chicago, Day 5: Lake Mills to Lake Michigan

I rode early this morning, wanting, again, to get a head start. Also, the casino was creeping me out. They didn't have much in the way of breakfast - actually, nothing. I guess gamblers don't get up early. I saw one old guy sleeping in a chair in the fancy lobby. I rolled over to … Continue reading St. Paul to Chicago, Day 4: Baraboo to Lake Mills

This day started so well! I had to say goodbye for a few days to Lisa, but I was on the La Crosse River trail a few minutes after 7:00 and blasted. I was 15 miles down the trail in one hour, in Sparta. I started thinking "I'm going to have an early day!" I … Continue reading St. Paul to Chicago, Day 3: West Salem to Baraboo

We actually slept really well last night. I slept better in the tent than I had in my own bed the night before. Woke up rested and ready to go. I packed up and was on the road by 8:00, with a little over 50 miles to ride to Trempealeau, where we would meet for … Continue reading St. Paul to Chicago, Day 2: Pepin to West Salem, WI

My friend Tom Kunau, a very fine cyclist, much more experienced than I (and fresh back from Colorado's Triple Bypass ride - look it up, it is crazy) launched me this morning by joining me at our house and leading me to Prescott through South St. Paul and Woodbury, I guess, though I have to … Continue reading St. Paul to Chicago, Day 1

On the morning of Saturday, July 27, I'll be leaving for Chicago on a trip that we've planned for some months.  We expected to be riding this trip together, but Lisa's hip issues culminated a month ago with a total replacement on her left side.  She is recovering well, and is now walking with her … Continue reading Biking to Chicago, solo