Despite my normal Saturday afternoon bad attitude, I finally got on the road at 3:30. I rode into the west wind on the Granville Bridge Route (with the gourd house extension). (It’s not really a gourd house anymore, since someone has taken down all but one of the gourds and replaced them with large x-mas decorations.) Anyway, once I got to the bridge and turned around, the tailwind improved both my speed and my mood.
Did you know that when it was built in the mid-90s, the Granville Bridge won some sort of award for the best use of concrete in a public works project? There is a plaque hanging somewhere in the depths of the Tippecanoe County Office Building.
During the ride I passed four other similarly dressed cyclists on River Road. It’s a popular route, especially on nice days like today.
This corn crib hides in the trees during the summer only about 20 feet from the road, but it stands out when the leaves are down.
Miles Ridden: 9.4