Looking to save money on travel? If you're up for some adventure and surprises, why not bike to Chicago and back again?
90 miles is the distance from downtown to downtown, but there's plenty to see in-between. This is a great ride any time of year, but especially in the fall. Below is a story written by John Greenfield of the New City Chicago publication that I'm sure you'll enjoy.
Here's a great link to Wisconsin Bicycle Routes with lots of handy maps.
Reprinted in part from New City Chicago
The Long Walk
From Milwaukee to Chicago on two feet
A Thursday evening in late June and I’m clutching a pint in the
Exchequer Pub on Wabash, not drunk but completely trashed after walking
a hundred miles in four days. Kirsten Grove, the Chicago Department of
Transportation’s pedestrian program coordinator, and other CDOT staff
who’ve met us there raise a toast to my trek. I smile weakly and thank
them but I’m distracted by my aching back, sore legs and, especially,
my throbbing feet.
I’ve bicycled from Chicago to Milwaukee a dozen or so times,
including several trips during the dead of winter on the annual Frozen
Snot Century ride. But lately I’ve been getting interested in walking
as a form of travel that helps me take in more of my surroundings by
slowing me down...
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