Low 60’s and deceptively shifting ENE winds and a group of 6.
Even the guy that rides with us once a year knows it wont be just 8 more miles. This pic almost captures the wrestling match that usually results in at least some of the riders following for more miles. Luke and I gladly teamed up and headed for home. Jay was looking for 8 hours in the saddle training for PBP.
Saunter pace for the trip through town. I forget how many old trees and nice gardens are in Champaign.
In the mood for BBQ so we visited Black Dog: