Rained all night and into the morning, but the radar showed a window without storms before they return this afternoon, so we met at Moraine Hills State Park for a quick 12 mile ride. The temp was 77 degrees, the sky cloudy, the foliage wet, and the humidity several hundred percent, but the rain held off and we had an enjoyable ride. Left to right are Len, Dave, Marlene, and Patti.
In the photo above, we all stopped to see the sand hill cranes in the photo below. As we began the ride, the gear cable snapped on Len's hundred year old antique Schwinn Suburban. He resurrected it from his garage a year or so ago, took it to the local bike shop, and -- no lie -- ran into the same fellow who had sold it to him over 30 years ago. (I think the refurbishing job consisted of replacing the huge five-foot tall front tire and the tiny back tire with 26" tires.)
The photo below shows Marlene and Patti cruising down the last of the roller-coaster hills on the red loop. At McHenry Dam we saw Great Blue Heron and Great White Egrets again trolling the water for fish as it flowed over the dam. There were a couple fishermen, but fishing must have been poor today because there were more guys playing poker than fishing, and it looked to me like they were betting with worms.
1 comment:
OK, I give up. why do they call them sand hill cranes when they live in prairie grass?
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