





...while Bill Amos and the rest of us walk our bike underneath the limb.

I'm realizing now that the pictures I captured today may make it seem like our last day was a day spent riding in the aftermath of a hurricane. It was not. We had less than a dozen areas we needed to dismount to deal with the storms impact. The rest of the ride was almost a normal ride, just keeping an eye open for fresh ruts or other smaller washouts.

No Panniers!
We had a great break in Defiance at a bar right off the trail where Buck's wife Gene, and high school friend John, visiting from Washington joined us say hello and pick up Buck for her brothers college graduation later that day. We also lost Steve there so he could be dropped off at his house by Buck and return to pick up Angela and I at the trails end to spend the night with him and his wife Clair. However, Angela and I will be forever grateful to Steve for suggesting he take our bags with him to allow us to ride the last 22 miles without our gear. After over 1,000 miles it felt great to lose 40 or 50 lbs. and "fly" along the trail with much ease.
From the "Nasty Nine" this morning to the "Hateful Eight" into Defiance, now the "Solemn Six" as we pose in front of the Lewis and Clark monument for our last trail picture before a celebration at a local brew pub in St. Charles.

It is a bit sad to end our Katy Trail ride with our friends but we know we will have another adventure together again.
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