David Johnson's Travel Blog
Bicycle Trip 1999
10/12  O Windy Day; O Windy, Windy Day
10/12  Illinois Beach State Park (South)
10/13  Evanston, IL
10/16  Left on Halsted and straight for a couple days
10/16  No peace from barking dogs.
10/17  No peace from barking dogs.
10/18  Little ants. Big Earth.
10/18  Cold, sore, sun burned and lonely.
10/19  Evansville -- what a hole.
10/19  And that's why I drive a Multitrack
10/20  Concern for my life on the Bridge O Death
10/20  Hang it, I'm not broke.
10/21  Who's idea was it to come THIS WAY?
10/21  A couple of notes.
10/22  So Lawng Kentucky
10/23  The difference between a hill and a mountain
10/23  Highway 68 is awesome
10/24  Way down yonder 'round the Chattahoochee
10/25  And I thought Chicago was tough.
10/27  I'm not so tough
11/01  Still in Atlanta
11/03  FINALLY leaving Atlanta
11/03  "A Pilgrim," he called me
11/04  A new contestant
11/05  A whole new country
11/06  Trailers West
11/06  Did somebody order pine trees?
11/07  Deep Blue Chevron Station
11/08  I think I goof off too much
11/10  Sea Roaches, Oil Rigs and Casinos
11/11  Hot time in the bayou
11/12  Running on one cylinder
11/12  The adventures of Broken-Knee
11/13  Way to go, Brown!
11/13  Thank God for Advil and Bungie Cords
11/14  Kids in the streets with guns
11/15  I can see cows for miles and miles
11/16  Pleasantly surprised
11/18  Not much to report
Okefenokee 2002
Anza-Borrego 2003
Texas 2003
Road Trip West 2003
Sequoia National Park 2004
Hiking Florida 2005
Nomadic 2005
Bicycle Trip 2009
Bicycle Trip 2010
Nomadic 2010
Little Bicycle Trip 2011
Wisconsin Bicycle Trip 2011
Bicycle Trip 2011
Nomadic 2011
Kayak Trip 2012
Nomadic 2012
Liverworks Productions
Nomadic 2013
Liverworks Productions
Texas Pig Hunting
Bicycle Trip 2014
Bicycle Trip 2015
Biking West 2015
Chickens and Pheasants 2016
Biking About 2016
New Zealand 2016
Kayak Trip 2017

No peace from barking dogs.


I'm camping in a small wood south of Momence, IL, probably closer to Wichert. It really didn't rain too much today, but everything is damp. And it's blacker than the inside of a cow. I set up my tent and am comfortably typing emails.

Of course there are dogs barking in the distance. Always with the barking. They seemed to stop after somebody fired off half a dozen rounds. Don't worry, Carrol, I'm sure it was just a bunch of rednecks shooting at rabid coyotes or something. And trains run not too far from here, although that doesn't bother me that much.

Hey, I made it through Chicago. That's got to count for something.

Chicago does have it's good points. "Early Edition," my favorite TV show, which I don't get too much of now, is filmed there. There's also a pizza place downtown called Pat's that has what I'm thinking is the best pizza I have ever had in my life. First of all, it tastes great hot and fresh, but even better, in the morning when you take the leftover's out of the fridge...oh my goodness. Thank you Donna for the pizza. There are also painted cows all over the city. I don't know why, but because I can't think of why that could be bad, it must be good.

Now I'm in the land of corn. Whole lotta corn. Corn fields do have a sort of picturesque quality to them, though.
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