If I were more on my game, I'd have way more pics of this event, but getting lost on the way in, and heading back before lunch to see my nephew before he went to the Cards game (succesfully executed!) kept me from photographically documenting the Historic St. Charles part of the trip.
We started off in the sunlight, as the rain went away and left us alone.
I was forcibly reminded of the difficulties in taking a pic while riding on a less-than-smooth surface.
But then, stopping to take the pic has it's own travails...
We passed Green's Bottom. ... I can't help it! "Green's Bottom is the place to be! Biiii-cycling is the life I lead!" A discussion of Green Acres ensued.
Glimpses of the Missouri River were few and far between. This was about the best glimpse I got of the "natural beauty" of the river.
Los Quattro Amigos! The only bad thing about this shot, is that we didn't get a shot of the person taking this pic. We have nicknamed the intersection where this was taken "Bikini Crossing" in honor of this intrepid photographer...
This was the far point of our ride, at approximately 12 miles out. Here we took a break.
Wait, we were taking a break?
So now, sadly, it is time to head back.
I'm sorry I don't have any pics of the neat stuff in the St. Charles parking lot, or the Trailhead Brewing Company. Mea Culpa.
I'm not looking forward to finishing the cleaning of my ghostly-white dust-caked bicycle. That limestone dust gets all over everything...
Oh, and I tried my bug-hairnet, but took it off. It cut the ventilation too much.