And Bill Macy in the middle (go ahead, ask Bill to show you his Apple tattoo). Hey! Remember that movie Wild Hogs? Well, that’s John Travolta on the left. But it’s real in its outer-edge-of-Chicago grittiness.
It’s nothing you’re gonna see on a ceiling in the Vatican, understand. So I breathed a sigh of relief when we came to this graffiti bridge. I was looking for something less manicured. Still, as we headed west on Old Plank I couldn’t shake this eerie feeling that we were, oh, I dunno, being watched. We were happy to have experienced both the town and the trail. And the Old Plank Road Trail is, by any definition, a world class rail-trail. It is by any definition a world class trail town.
We kicked off the 18th day of our Great American Rail Trail Expedition From D.C. But after a couple of weeks of riding well-paved, incredibly scenic rail trails through four or five states…I was getting sort of bored with the, um, scenic sameness of it all.ĭon’t get me wrong.
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