Rest days galore
(brice writing)
After successfully tackling 148 miles in the last two days, we rolled in to Susan’s parents house in St. Charles last night. First on the agenda was correcting an embarrassing gap in my Chicago education; I had never had “Italian Beef.” Which is, evidently, a tasty sandwich.
We’re planning on resting here for 3 days and then rolling back out Thursday. Between the rain and our tired legs we’re excited to not be riding today; we’ll probably take a short (~20 miles) ride along the Fox river tomorrow without our panniers, just to keep our legs from getting too out of shape. Tonight we’re headed to Gino’s East to meet up with the extended family from Susan’s side and fulfill our deep dish pizza cravings.
On our way into St. Charles, we stopped at a popular park from Susan’s childhood that was built before modern safety standards:
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Woohoo – the rocketship! That’s a blast from the past. Eat a few slices of Gino’s for me! Teresa
That was how we rolled in the eighties. I remember this fifteen foot tall metal cowboy that had bars to climb up onto his shoulders. If you reached out from there, and grabbed the brim of his stetson, however, you could pull over the lip and sit on top. I can remember sitting up there while he creaked back and forth with the wind.