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Grand Illinois Trail (GIT) – Part 2

This post is a continuation of my Grand Illinois Trail experience, which I started in Part 1, here.

Day 4 (9/12/17) Gebhard Woods to Matteson, Illinois (~50 miles)

We woke up at Gebhard Woods, packed up our gear, and resumed riding the I&M trail. Prior to the trip, I hadn’t been sure about what to expect in terms of how well-maintained it would be. I was pleasantly surprised, however, that it turned out to be a very nice trail. The weather was hot and could have become uncomfortable, but the trail had tree cover for most of the way.

The surface was a mix of crushed limestone and pavement, making for smooth riding. As with many canal towpaths I’ve been on (which yes, is only like 3), the actual canal was green and boggy from being out of use. One wonders what creatures lurk beneath the surface. That reminds me, thus far on the trip, I had accidentally eaten approximately five bugs and had seen one snake.

We also passed several locks and old lockhouses. It would be cool if someone would turn the old lockhouses into lodging for bikers and campers. Or, maybe a little diner?

Eventually, we got off the I&M trail at Joliet, where we then rode about 6 miles through the city. Along the way, we noticed some signs indicating Joliet takes pride in the I&M trail:

In Joliet, we made our way to the Old Plank Road Trail, which is neither old, nor a road, nor made out of planks. It’s actually probably the nicest section of the Grand Illinois Trail that I experienced, as it’s a converted rail-trail that is completely paved and tree-lined!

We rode the Old Plank Trail into Matteson, Illinois, suddenly feeling quite close to Chicago. After all, we had traversed past Interstate Highways 55 and 57 today, often hearing the buzzing of cars and semis in our trek north and east toward the city.

For sleeping, instead of camping, we opted for a hotel. Sometimes it’s nice to have a warm shower and beds! Also, one of the bolts on my bike rack had broken on the ride today. With some bike tools and zip ties, we were able to repair it enough on the trail and at the hotel to make the journey home!

Day 5 (9/13/17) – Matteson to Chicago (~60 miles)

We woke up and had breakfast at the hotel. Today, Ellen’s friend Tom would be joining us for the final leg of the trip! We began our ride on the Old Plank Trail in some light rain. Today, we quickly learned, would be a mix of cityscape and nature as we entered the Chicago area.

We were only on the Old Plank Trail for a couple of miles before we turned onto the Thorn Creek Trail, which is also a very nice, paved 17-mile trail in the Forest Preserve system (also a converted rail-trail). From there, we traveled to the Burnham Greenway, which was not my favorite part of the trip because I got two flat tires on it. The trail crosses some busy streets and I ran over some glass. Don’t litter!

And then, just like that, we were on the south side of Chicago. We stopped for a quick break at the South Shore Cultural Center and then hopped on the famous Lakeshore Trail, which would take us north.

I thought the Lakeshore Trail might be crowded, as it often is, but it wasn’t too bad. It was about 3:30 pm on a weekday, and it was chilly, so maybe those factors had something to do with it. Regardless, riding north on the Lakeshore Path is a great way to enter Chicago!

After more than 200 miles of riding through Illinois terrain, here was my first view of Lake Michigan, on the south side of the city:

And then, here’s a shot once I arrived on the north side of the trail, looking south toward downtown:

At the Lawrence exit, I got off the trail and headed west toward the North Shore Channel Trail. I live north of the city, and while this trail is not technically part of the Grand Illinois Trail, it was my way home! It’s a nice trail, as well, although short at only about 6 miles long. Here is a shot from that trail, overlooking the Chicago River.

And then, I arrived home at last and promptly ordered take-out!

Final mileage: 241.

Final Thoughts: Overall, I felt well-prepared for this trip. I work out almost every day already, and have been biking at least once per week for the past several years. In the two months leading up to this trip, I upped my biking, primarily on an indoor trainer, to twice per week. My training rides consist of one shorter ride during the week of about 40 minutes and then one longer ride on a weekend day of at least an hour.

From a gear standpoint, given that I had three flat tires on this trip, I will definitely bring multiple C02 cartridges on the next trip. I didn’t bring any, mostly because I had grown complacent about flat tires after having not experienced one on a bike trip before.

Finally, I’m grateful that I got to experience this trip and that Ellen invited me along to join her adventures. The past year I’ve experience some major life changes for me, both positive and difficult, including the birth of a child and the death of a parent, and it was just really nice to be out in the country only having to worry about biking to our next destination day after day.

Here’s to many more miles to ride, I hope!

White Pine Trail – Part II

This post is a continuation of the 2016 White Pine Trail bike trip, which I did with 4 other people.

Day 3: July 4 – Cadillac to Morley  (~60 miles)

Some people don’t like doing out and back rides, but I don’t mind them.  I feel like reversing our trip the next day and riding from Cadillac to Morley allowed me to see things I didn’t see the first time around.  Plus, if you go uphill one day, it’s nice to go downhill the next.

Ready for day 3

Ready for day 3

Cadillac south to Tustin is a beautiful ride, with a lot of nature and a lot of downhill riding.  Along the way, we stopped at a boggy area and saw snakes, turtles and frogs making various reptile noises.

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Once in Tustin, which seems to be a quite small town, we saw an old lumber and grain building.

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We then passed through Reed City again, including a covered bridge.  While there we also ate at a great jeep-themed diner called 7 Slots.

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Eventually, we made it back to Morley and Mecosta Pines, where we were spending another night.  We had great weather and it was overall a good day of riding.  Since it was July 4th, we also had to indulge in some sparkler action – although it turns out fireworks and sparklers are not allowed at Mecosta Pines (ooops!).

Rule-breaking

Rule-breaking

Day 4: July 5 – Morley – Grand Rapids (~35 miles)

We ended with a relatively swift day of riding. We rose early and managed to pack up camp and be on our bikes by about 8:15 am.  Impressive!  I think all of our butts were quite sore at this point, as can be expected.

While some trails might be more majestic (the rolling terrain of GAPCO) or impressive (the famous tunnels of Elroy-Sparta), what I appreciated about the White Pine Trail was that it seemed well-maintained and had a classic Midwestern feel to it – with farmland.

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Beautiful nature:

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And small towns:

Sand Lake, Michigan (2016)

Sand Lake, Michigan (2016)

(Oh, and did I mention berries?)

Stopping for a snack of raspberries!

Stopping for a snack of raspberries!

Once we reached Grand Rapids, we packed up our bikes and headed to a diner for lunch before heading home.  It was a great trip and we lucked out with having good weather – no rain and not too hot.

Day 5: The C&O Towpath Experience

Welp, Day 5 was an adjustment, in terms of riding.  We woke up from our hotel in Cumberland, biked to Mile O of the C&O Towpath and, as anticipated, found that it was indeed quite bumpy.

While the GAP is primarily crushed limestone, the Towpath is a 1-lane dirt road covered with tree roots, sticks, mud puddles, and horse manure.  Running parallel is the old canal, which fell out of use in the 1920s, and is now green and boggy.

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Mentally it was a difficult riding day, as it was one of our longer ones at 60 miles. But, we also know that every adventure trip has its ups and downs, and knew we would soon rally.

A cool point in the ride was seeing Paw Paw Tunnel, which we had to walk our bikes through for the entire 0.6 miles. It was much cooler in the tunnel than outside, and the ground inside was very uneven and bumpy. I remember looking to my right a couple of times at the wall and seeing large chunks of brick missing (a perfect spot to hide a treasure if you ask me).

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A high point was stopping at Bill’s Place for pizza and crab cakes.  Although, it did have a Confederate flag on the ceiling and some interesting signs:

I have no idea what this means.

I have no idea what this means.

Along the Towpath, every couple miles is a lock, which is cool, as each one also has an old lock house:

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Now, remember our flat tire a few days ago?  Well, when Ellen and I were at the bike store getting some tubes, the owner gave us a tip to pick up the Western Maryland Rail Trail, which is paved and runs parallel to the Towpath for 22 miles. That started about 50 miles in:

Wonderful, heavenly pavement!

Wonderful, heavenly pavement!

At the end of our ride, we made it to Happy Hills Campground.  This site was teeming with people and families celebrating the July 4th weekend.  Despite the crowds, we were happy to shower, set up our tents, and eat supper. Lauren cooked a delicious meal, complete with pie for dessert:

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Everyone was very friendly at the aptly-named Happy Hills.  Some of the regulars there, those who seem to pay for spots on a seasonal basis, have quite impressive campers and set-ups.  The family next to us had a massive camper, complete with a big TV, a front porch, a shed, and a cool tripod grate (which they let us borrow to roast our pies over our campfire!)

A couple hours after we arrived at Happy Hills, a few guys probably in their mid-20s showed up after us who had also ridden from Cumberland. Although, lucky them, a man was supporting them via truck and had set up their tents for them, brought them a cooler, and inflated air mattresses for them.

Not going to lie, we were proud of ourselves for doing the ride completely self-supported, and for being at least a decade older than them.

We then made our campfire and, later, retired to our tents to the sounds of a live country music cover band, underage girls drunkenly talking, and random young men shouting “whooooo.”

Onward we go!

Today’s Mileage: 60

Tomorrow’s Itinerary: Hancock, MD to Harper’s Ferry, WV