We woke up to the first rooster at 4:15 am on Friday after a great but short night of sleep at the yurt, and slept intermittently as rooster two and three and four joined in and the sun started to rise. Packing up didn’t take too long and the resident peacocks saw us off as … Continue reading Pedaling 90 miles from the yurt to Crow Wing State Park, and 78 to Walker, MN
St. Paul to Clearwater, MN via the Mississippi River Trail
This time we are riding upstream. Our goal is to reach the Headwaters of the Mississippi so that we can say we completed the entire length. Minnesota, fortunately, has done a great job of marking several bike trips , including this one, officially called the MRT as well as the US Bike Route (USBR) 45. … Continue reading St. Paul to Clearwater, MN via the Mississippi River Trail
2020 Confluences
We call this blog "Confluence" and even define it on our header: "a coming and flowing together, meeting or gathering." So, so much has come together in the last few months - a global pandemic which sent many of us home to work, and, around Memorial Day, the killing of George Floyd, here in the … Continue reading 2020 Confluences
St. Paul to Chicago, Day 6: Racine to the Mag Mile
Short report is that it was a beautiful day for a ride straight south into the city. Most of the way was on a series of trails including the long Robert McClory trail. I rode through the posh suburbs north of here, Lake Forest, Winnetka, and right by/through Ravinia. The recorded announcements at the train … Continue reading St. Paul to Chicago, Day 6: Racine to the Mag Mile
St. Paul to Chicago, Day 5: Lake Mills to Lake Michigan
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
St. Paul to Chicago, Day 4: Baraboo to Lake Mills
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
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