Emeralds Grove to Mazomanie
We survived the drunken Ray of last night. We all shared our stories today of what we thought might happen if he really went off the deep end. Thankfully none of that happened and we got an early exit out of that place.
Our first stop was in Janesville just down the road. They had a bike shop that opened up fairly early (9 AM) and Armin was sick of his spokes continually breaking and wanted a new rim. We were the first customers and they got us what we needed. Another town, another bike shop. For the record, Armin said that the guy who helped him was no Josh. The man crush continues.
We found ourselves back in some hills today. Kind of nice, but at the end of the day when you want to just kick back and eat some mac & cheese, even a small hill is tiring. Our first try at a place to stay was in a town called Black Earth. We tried a few spots, but nothing was coming together. Someone suggested we try a Catholic Church in another town four miles down the road. So, we headed off.
Once you get in your head that you've made it to your last town, going four extra miles is a killer. Your hungry, tired, thirsty and the last thing you want to do is continue on. Luckily the priest at the church was home and he gave us permission to use the expansive church property. Picnic tables, grass, and access to water.
