With a fog advisory, we headed to Love’s truck stop for coffee and breakfast. Miles and miles of crops and flat terrain had us feeling like we were in an endless corn maze. Everything was beginning to look the same.
Road closed ahead. Detour. One after the other. Finally, at one I suggested we go to see why it was closed. Thankfully, it was a bridge, closed to cars but passable by bicycle.
A standing joke at RAGBRAI is that Iowa is flat, which it is not! But the parts of Illinois we are traveling through is!!
Corn and soybeans.
Soybeans and corn.
Corn and soybeans.
Soybeans and corn.
Corn and soybeans.
Soybeans and corn!
You get the picture.
Our first stop was Tiskilwa where we found coffee at the gas station. The town was pristine…almost like a movie stage. We met Cecille Gerber who was raised there. She spent her years as a teacher in Chicago and now retired, has returned to Tiskilwa.
She shared amazing history of the town.
