I’m a hundred miles short of downtown, Chicago. Will take a quick look around the windy city tomorrow, then move on – I’m yearning for the smell of salt air.
It was a gripping day. Strong crosswinds kept me on my toes.
I took a 25¢ tour of downtown Omaha this morning, then got on the road. Thought I’d be beyond Chicago by evening, but the wind made going a little tough. A gusty 15-20 knots on the forward starboard side was jolting the bike in every direction. I really had to pay attention….and, thankfully, so did the cars and trucks!
I’m now a hundred miles short of downtown Chicago. Tomorrow, I will have a quick look around the city and move on – I’m beginning to yearn for salt air.
I saw a lot of beautiful stuff, today – especially when I found Hwy 6 after getting lost looking for a gas station. What a fantastically scenic road! The towns and houses are right out of Norman Rockwell paintings. But, for time’s sake, I’m glad to have re-found the I-80 –– or I’d still be only halfway from Omaha taking pictures!
The day’s walk was comfortable enough. No real pains or discomforts to be concerned about. My feet are feeling close to blistering and my shoulders are a bit raw around the collarbones.
I made it to a flee bag hotel in Oakland – there’s not many to chose from around here. The few that are in this area are very high end.
I’m feeling a little uneasy about the miles of neighborhood I must now get past. Everything is segmented into square blocks and that will add a lot of mileage if I’m not careful. I’m looking for a more direct route to Sacramento. It’s not only coyotes who are displeased about the encroachment of civilization.