Friday tired, and hungry too, since I forgot my lunch today. I’m tempted to cut this short, but once I’m outside and moving, I love being out in the thick damp air and melting snow.
One side of the trail is part of the Riverwoods loop, but across the road it stretches across the river bottoms and along the railroad to highway 370.
Most of the snow has melted from the path. Puddled reflections of trees and low thick clouds line the pavement. It’s surprisingly quiet early in my walk. The occasional ding of construction equipment and the whistle and swish of a train are all I really hear until I’m closer to the highway roar.
There’s a bike lane now! I’ve crossed this bridge many times on my bike, into St Charles and onto the Katy Trail. Much as I love the easy access, it’s always been faintly terrifying. This is going to be amazing!
Dusk falling fast in the foggy air, I’m heading home for dinner and dry socks and summer biking dreams.
Rambling ... 