I can't believe I got dragged up to Minnesota again. Why do I keep agreeing to this? At least this time I didn't have to ride the Empire Builder
. Well, I didn't have to ride it from Chicago
, anyway. That was really the biggest pain in the back wheel last time, you know. And the driver who loaded me onto the bus
actually treated me with care and courtesy when he was informed that yours truly, folded up and chillin' in my huge bag, was also a bicycle. (Some student-type hipster fixie, possibly heading back to UW-Madison
from spring break, boarded the bus before I did. Must be nice not to have derailleurs and cantilever brakes. You know, in some situations. But I simply cannot
imagine ever going without a rear carrying rack. I'd rather lose my fenders!)
Anyway, upon arriving in Madison
(which really was
like bike paradise
---and I didn't even get to see it!), I discovered that I'd be sharing the trunk of the Essmobile with several suitcases, a laundry basket, and a dog kennel (among other cumbersome items). I actually had to be disassembled
in order to fit inside with everything else. Me! A folding bike! I know, I know, you're probably laughing your reflectors off right now just thinking about it. Trust me, your big wheels wouldn't have fit in there anyway, so don't even think
about rubbing it in when I get home.
Well, we arrived in Hancock
in the middle of an epic rainstorm that has flooded
much of the tristate area. (I'm sure that particular storm system eventually made its way down through northern Illinois.) The rain was followed almost immediately by plunging temperatures and an inch or two of snow, and then all this week it's been cold and windy and snowy, so I've been spending most of my time in the garage wondering why I even bothered to come all the way up here. It's spring
break, darn it! I want spring! I'm sure the weather's been lovely in Chicago this whole time (aside from that storm, of course)---and I'm also sure you won't hesitate to rub that in, either. Oh well.
I hear there have been plenty of bikes spotted in Morris
despite the wintry weather, but no one here has seen fit to bring me along. Maybe this weekend? I'm not sure what everyone else has planned for the rest of my stay, but it might be kind of cool to wander around a town large enough to actually have a supermarket. Or maybe I'll just take a spin along that road parallel to the railroad tracks and see if I can get some cool pictures of trains. The sun has been making brief appearances all day, and the dusting of snow on the fields actually looks kind of scenic. Perhaps I could even make myself useful and help with the recycling or something. Don't worry, I won't go anywhere you wouldn't!
That's all for now, I guess. Give my regards to any other folding bikes you see, if you decide to sneak out for Critical Mass
this evening. See you again next week!
PS: I'll try to stay awake this time on the train when we pass the bike trail
, I promise.