I am tying this out as my neighbors kid is yelling, “mom” incredibly loud to try and get her to open the door. My windows are open, making the yelling even more annoying. Anyhow…
I headed over to Wisconsin at the end of last month just so I could give myself a pat on the back. The route wasn’t too bad, but there were more hills than I wished while on a fixed gear. It was however incredibly beautiful, as Minnesota/Wisconsin tend to be. The sun was shining and the air was heavy with humidity. I normally don’t ride out east of Minneapolis, and I am rarely even in St. Paul.
After a few miles in I already felt like I was exploring and seeing parts of St. Paul I am not sure if I have ever seen. I found a trail I have never been on, which connected to another trail, and eventually the road I would be taking for the majority of the trip. With the heavy air I was going through water like crazy and by the time I was a quarter or so of the way was drenched. As I walked into the McDonald’s I got some pretty strange looks; I was close to dripping sweat by this point. I picked up a smoothie and went on my way. Once I started coming into Wisconsin I saw the St. Croix river, which is AWESOME. So many people were out boating in it unlike the Mississippi, which I think is in part because the Mississippi seems mostly for commercial shipping and whatnot.
Hudson, WI was not far from here, and neither was a Dairy Queen! I stopped for a blizzard and then headed to the pizza joint a couple blocks away. Before I got to the pizza joint I had to pick up some Advil at a gas station, as the heat induced headache didn’t seem like it was going away. The pizza joint, Eat Bricks, turned out to be a little fancier than I expected. I sat down, still sweaty from a ~35 mile ride and proceeded to scarf down an entire pizza. The people seemed really nice, as they are in most small cities, and I got a honk and wave during the few miles I was in the city. Definitely endearing, and definitely not a place I could live.
I headed back on a full stomach and some Advil in me as well. Before crossing the St. Croix river on the way back I thought I would get a photo of the bridge.
I forgot the memory card to my camera, so these photos are from my phone. I was just glad I had something on me to store and share captured light. The ride back was as to be expected, and included lots of stops for water and rest. Once those heat headaches set in, they just get more and more debilitating. I was definitely glad I made the trip though, just to know I can.