Overall, we did a little over 90 miles with ~7,000 feet of climbing for the weekend. Today, I feel fucking great. Nothing like a weekend of bikes, sunshine, and country roads to beat the winter/end of semester blues into submission.
"Welcome to Iowa bitches", this hill seemed to say, looming in the distance.
This badass coonhound followed us around for at least 3 or 4 miles and at speeds up to 17 mph. He would beat us up the hills and just wait for us to catch him. He displayed no aggression towards us. I think we were just his entertainment for the day.
Big river rock near Bellvue, IA. Time, water, and wind can do amazing things. They will erase all traces of our messes someday.
Lurking around on B Roads at night is a fun and healthy passtime.
View from Terrapin Ridge on Sunday. Hell yes, this is the Illinois I love.
Secret location in Jo Daviess county where strange rituals are being performed. The meaning of this structrue is yet unknown.
More evidence of strange activity discovered in the rural country side. Something is happening out in NW IL. Perhaps we will return here to pray for strength come April.
Agatha and I found a nice place for a romantic picnic. Be sure to make reservations in advance.