After 15 days of riding solo and Cheryl desperately looking for someone new to talk to, we have 2 new riders joining the team. We have a peloton back! My son Kyle and nephew Casey arrived safely in Chicago (their bikes made it too!) but more on that later.
As for the ride today. What difference 24 hours makes. Yesterday was one of the best rides of the trip
But of course the big news of the day was Kyle and Casey's arrival. I must say that even though I boasted how I would keep on schedule and there was no need for flight insurance when they bought their tickets months ago, I will admit I had doubts. To travel 2430 miles on a bicycle, over 42 days and be at O'Hare airport picking them up the day we agreed is a little shocking to me.
Cheryl and I set up camp, got the RV ready for 2 more bodies, did some shopping and were off to O'Hare airport. Kyle suggested they Uber a few miles out of town to avoid having to take the RV into the chaos of the airport arrival terminals. "Nonsense!" I shouted. "That's why we got the smaller RV." Later, as 4 lanes of traffic were trying to fit into 3, horns were honking and "12 foot clearance" signs were flashing, I got to thinking he might be right. We crept along (I followed a taller rental car shuttle just to be sure I could clear) and were able to successfully load them up.
Robbie at Coulee Bike Company are a few miles back on Onalaska and can't help us. Since it was 9:30 pm we had to work under the dim light of the shower building. All three of us were already in the dark on where to begin so less light didn't really make a difference.