Ken Steinhoff’s post about Bicycle Gardens Sprouting Up All Over made me think of this scene from a ride on August 31. In this land of corn and soybeans one might get the idea that life is strictly business — agribusiness. Then one sees a bit of whimsy, like this red bike left to grow in a bed of flowers along a gravel road.
I had started in Peru this morning, and ended up in Ohio. It wasn’t that long a ride, though. Those are towns in Illinois. We had picked this part of Illinois because it was near enough to O’Hare airport, where we needed to be later in the afternoon.
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About a mile ahead of the bicycle was one of my main destinations for the morning — a small piece of road that was the remnant of an old treaty line.
(Sep 29, cont.)
After I crossed I-70 and approached its predecessor, the old National Road, I thought it would be a shame not to cross it and not see an old historic tavern. I wondered if the road was like US-20 in Michigan, where a number of the old ...
(Sep 29, cont.)
These are a few photos I took on my ride through Hancock County, on my way from Pendleton to Reuben Bentley's home near Carthage in Rush County. It wasn't the kind of sunny afternoon I had hoped for, but there were sometimes a few patches of ...
(Sep 29 2009, cont.)
The old historic district of Pendleton looked like a likely place to get lunch. I rode east on State Street until it seemed I had gone out of town without finding anything. I turned around and returned, stopping for this photo downtown. ...
(29 Sep 2009, cont.)
When I first saw a sign indicating the "Town Court" down the road, I wondered if it was a municipal version of a food court. I was starting to think about lunch. But no, when I got there I found it's a place ...
