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Unbound Gravel - The World's Largest Gravel Event Ride Report

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I’m a Yes person. When given the opportunity to do something new, I try and always say yes (unless it involves olives - then it’s a hard no.) Life is way too short and fleeting to not experience every single thing I can. Which is how I found myself in Kansas last week riding 50 miles of gravel at the Garmin Unbound Gravel event with absolutely zero idea how big of a deal it was. 

Unbound Gravel is the world’s largest gravel race and event, taking place in tiny Emporia, Kansas and drawing over 4,000 cyclists from across the globe. After a name change, skipping the event for obvious reasons in 2020, and making a few logistical changes for COVID, this year’s event was good to go for June 4-6.

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For most, Unbound Gravel is either a 100 or 200 mile race. Some super endurance athletes (like Lael Wilcox) challenge themselves with Unbound XL, nearly 357 miles of gravel all at one go. Y’all know me though- I don’t race and I don’t think I’ve ever ridden 100 miles at one time. (The closest I’ve ever gotten is 97 on bike tour and that was by accident.) Hell, I don’t even like to drive that far in one go. 

Thankfully for us ‘everyday folk’, Unbound also has two shorter distance options- 25 miles and 50 miles. Both of these are also “fun rides”, so no podiums and no racing. SIGN ME UP.

This is part 1 of my report, covering my prep, training & travel & my ride. Part 2 will be coming soon which will cover the rest of the event including the 100 & 200 Mile, the XL ride, and my time in Kansas City! 

Preparation, Training & Travel

To be fair, I didn’t prep much…. I didn’t intentionally not prepare a ton for Unbound. Life is just really super busy right now and I (accurately) assumed all the riding I’ve been doing this year would be adequate prep for the ride. 

The little that I did read about Unbound Gravel warned of sharp gravel in the Flint Hills, unrelenting hills, and wind. The only variable of those that I could really prep for was the sharp gravel. To do so, I outfitted my bike with new tires - the SimWorks SuperYummy tires with reinforced sidewalls which performed beautifully. I also carried 3 spare tubes and a patch kit which I didn’t need for my bike (but did get lots of use on other bikes. More on that later.)

As for training, by the time I found out I got an entry to the event, it was a little late to train. To be fair, I’ve been riding more this winter and spring than most years, so I felt pretty confident that 50 miles was easily doable, especially since I wouldn’t be racing.

My biggest anxiety was travel. I hadn’t flown since November 2019 - way before COVID. I’d also never flown with my own bike before, so there was a big learning curve there too! Thankfully, I have a hard shell Serfas bike case that a friend found at Goodwill for $19.99. Deal of the year, as these are typically hundreds of dollars. 

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I watched many YouTube videos on how to pack a bike for travel and sure enough it was actually quite simple. Here’s my quick write-up on how to travel with your bike. 

The Event Itself

Thursday - Pre-Ride & Getting my Bearings 

I arrived in Emporia on Thursday morning about an hour before the pre-ride I was scheduled to lead took off. My first stop was Gravel City Roasters, where I got my first taste of what the the rest of the weekend would be like.

Hanging in front casually drinking coffee next to some very fancy bikes were a bunch of very fit (and cool) looking cyclists and an equal number of photographers. (This was a common theme throughout the weekend. Nearly anytime there was a pro or pro-team, there were accompanying photographers or camera people. On me too.) 

 I was recognized almost immediately and any nerves I had melted away, as we all introduced ourselves and folks told me how stoked they were for the inclusion efforts we were doing! 


At 10, I met up with Crystal Kovacs, a fellow Shimano ambassador, who helped me lead a Shimano All Bodies on Bikes Pre-Ride. I’m so grateful to the Unbound organizers for creating this intentional space for inclusivity and community building. It was honestly so cool - 80ish people showed up, including the TIBCO Race team, a former winner of the race, and two people who had never done a group ride before! (There was definitely some mutual fan-girling going on…)

Crystal led the ride for the first 8 miles while I was sweeper, staying in the back of the pack to make sure everyone stayed with the group. (This is one of my recommended best practices for group rides.) Midway through, we swapped and I had the opportunity to move to the front and lead the group for the rest of the ride. This felt surreal, as I’ve never gotten to ride with elite athletes and feel included - but that’s exactly what happened. I set the pace (about 14 mph - which felt fast to me) and we cruised through 17 miles of gorgeous Kansas farm roads in a nice preview of the upcoming rides. 


Around mile 13 I stopped the group at the top of a short climb to regroup and take a group photo and took the opportunity to explain All Bodies on Bikes. I also noticed at this point that my back wheel was about to come out of the dropouts!! This is why we do shakedown rides!! 

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The rest of Thursday was spent getting mentally and physically ready for my big ride the next day. I checked into the dorms at Emporia State University and spent some time at the Expo, picking up my rider packet, chatting with all sorts of vendors, and meeting fans (which might be the strangest thing I’ve ever written.)  The wonderful mechanics on-site from Shimano also gave my bike a once-over, and it’s a good thing they did as apparently my derailleur was loose! 


I closed out Thursday night with dinner with the entire team from Shimano, who invited me to join them at their team dinner. It was so lovely to meet Nick and Meredith and Ryan - all the folks I’ve been working with for nearly a year on All Bodies on Bikes, but haven’t actually met in person! I’m so grateful to have them as a sponsor and getting to know the team casually over dinner was the perfect introduction. 

Friday - 52 Miles of Sun Baked Gravel

I slept surprisingly well considering how over-stimulated I was and woke up feeling excited to ride. Our lodging at Emporia State University included food, so I headed to the dorm cafeteria with my new bestie, Rachel, who I met on my pre-ride. I tried to keep my food intake consistent to what I eat while I’m at home before a big ride, so yogurt with granola, some scrambled eggs and a banana. 

The 25 and 50 mile rides didn’t start until 10:30am, so I had plenty of time to get ready. I stopped by the donut shop and picked up a dozen donuts for the Shimano tent (to say thanks), grabbed coffee (the aforementioned 4 shot iced latte - oops), and filled all my water bottles. I then waited for the start under the shade of the Shimano tent, as the temps were already in the high 80s. 

Around 10:15, I lined up at the start line and was surprised to see no less than 5 cameras on me. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised by this now, but I still feel like a regular old person. Oh, I was also doing a takeover for the Pearl Izumi Instagram, so lots of things going on in my head besides just riding my bike.

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At 10:30, we started, led by a neutral support vehicle for the first 2 miles. This meant that I was in the very front of the pack with the strongest riders, going nearly 18mph for the start of the ride. While exhilarating, this pace was way too fast for me and totally unsustainable, so as soon as we left town and hit the gravel, I was able to slow down and start riding at my own pace. 

Thanks to a combination of nerves, way too much caffeine, and starting out too fast, my heart rate was at 180 and I was struggling by mile 8. I’ve been riding with the Wahoo Tickr heart rate monitor since October and I’ve found it’s a really good way to keep an eye on my efforts and exertion level. I find that for long rides, I try and keep my heart rate around 130-140 which is comfortable for a long period time. 

I battled through mentally and rode until mile 10, where I found the first spot of shade on the side of the road. My plan was to turn on my headphones (one ear bud only), eat a quick snack, and get back on the road. Well, the universe had other plans for me, as the first flat tire of the day found its way to me. 

As I’m getting ready to get back on my bike, I see a young teenager walking towards me, looking upset. As a serious empath, I can immediately sense something is wrong and sure enough, he has a flat back tire with no means to fix it. He was on the route with his uncle, who had gotten ahead of him with all the repair supplies. Pro-tip: carry your own supplies! If you get separated from your friend with the flat fix supplies and you flat, you’re screwed! We patched up his tire and got him back on the road. By this time, I was feeling fully rested and ready to ride, but had also stopped for nearly 20. minutes. Ugghhhhh…….

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The first rest stop was at mile 15, in a tiny little town called Americus. It felt like an oasis in the desert. Cold drinks, pickles, snacks, cold water. I could’ve stayed there all day. But after a quick snack, wetting down of all my gear to try and stay cool, and live update for Pearl Izumi, I was back on my bike. At this point I also met up with the filmmaker again, who would ride along side me getting footage for the next 15 miles or so.

From here, the ride got a bit more challenging physically, as we started entering the rolling hills of the Flint Hills. To my surprise, my legs felt super strong and I didn’t walk any of the hills. I don’t think that has ever happened to me on a ride, ever. I found myself passing people left and right while climbing - seriously something that has never happened. They all ended up passing again, as I continued to check on people I passed and often ended up offering aid (either water, food, or three more flat fixes.) 

Sidenote: I don’t know if it was the weather or what, but there were a lot of people who were truly underprepared on the 50 mile route. There were a few where I was actually concerned for their health and safety and felt bad leaving them on the side of the road to wait for a car rescue while I continued to ride. I don’t know what can be done in the future to prevent this, but so many people were not prepared to be self-sufficient. 


The heat continued to build and became my true struggle as the day wore on. At mile 30ish, I went past a private lake - a PRIVATE LAKE?!?! Can someone please explain to me how you privatize a lake? As I rode by it, I kept seeing signs that said “No Swimming, No Fishing, No Trespassing” and man was that demoralizing. As I rounded the corner, however, and faced a wall of a hill, I saw a few folks sitting by the side of the road cheering on riders…turned out they lived on the private lake and gave me permission to jump in!! Hallelujah!! 

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Turns out the Pearl Izumi PRO Bibs and Quest Jersey make a decent swimsuit too :) For reference, I wear a 2XL in both of these pieces.

The dip in the lake cooled me down and I felt ready to take on the last half of the race. My body was still feeling good (although I definitely was not consuming enough calories) and I was able to get through some punchy little hills on my way back to Emporia.

I rolled back through the checkpoint at Americus (mile 43 on the way back) and mentally was ready for the ride to be over. While there, we were told that the timing point would be turned off at 4pm, which was a bit of a surprise to those of us who were out there. Getting the hint that I needed to get my butt in gear, I got back on my bike and ground out the last 10 miles. 

With 5 miles to go, my new friend Rachael appeared out of nowhere and was just the mental boost I needed to get back. She was doing a final pre-ride before her 100 mile race the next day and was the perfect cheerleader to get me those few miles back into town. She also met me at the finish line with my sandals and pickles -and took me to ice cream after the ride. True friendship right there. :) 

My new friend Rachel to the rescue. She rode with me the last 5 miles into town as I was struggling!!

My new friend Rachel to the rescue. She rode with me the last 5 miles into town as I was struggling!!

After seemingly forever, I rolled back into Emporia, where most of the festivities for the day were over. I was greeted kindly by some local high school kids volunteering at the finish line with an ice cold towel, cold water and a finishers medal. I was overwhelmed with pride, emotion and exhaustion and promptly laid down in ice that had been dumped on the grass. 

Once my body cooled down, I did some post-ride interviews and hitched a ride back to the dorms to clean up. I don’t know if I’ve ever taken a more welcome shower. 


Overall, my body still felt great. No hot spots, no super sore areas - just really really warm and nauseous (which I’d been battling all day.) I had a bit of pasta for dinner to try and recoup the calories lost, but found that I had zero appetite. I’m still perplexed by this, as I’m typically super hungry after a hard ride. I’m guessing it was the heat but who knows. 


In true Marley fashion, instead of being responsible and going to bed early, I took advantage of being vaccinated and had some excellent, consenting fun - thanks Tinder. Definitely looking forward to a good summer of making up for COVID ;)

You’d totally swipe right, don’t lie.

You’d totally swipe right, don’t lie.

Reflections - What I learned and Will do Differently Next Time

The Good:

My bike set up was 100. The tires, gearing and overall setup were excellent. I might consider wearing different shoes next time, as I did have some numbness.


Clothing choice - With practically zero experience riding in hot conditions, I didn’t know what kit to wear. I chose the Pearl Izumi PRO Bib Short and Quest Jersey - turned out to be a perfect combo. I rode with the jersey unzipped most of the day which gave lots of air flow and was able to take it off quickly to dunk in water whenever I could. 

On-Bike Food & Water - Even though I didn’t eat most of what I had on my bike, I had more than enough for me and the couple of folks I ran into who needed it. I carried 2 liters of water on my back plus 3 bottles, which turned out to be the perfect amount for a hot day. I also refilled twice throughout the day.

Mechanical Prep - I carried 3 tubes, a flat kit, tubeless repair, multi-tool, frame pump and zip ties. I didn’t need any of it for my own bike but ended up using nearly everything for other people. It feels good to be self-sufficient, but also a good example for other people and to be able to help out. 


Things I’ll Change Next Time

Travel. I’ll use Bike Flights- the bike case was great, but lugging it through the airport was a pain in the butt. I’ll spring for shipping it next time to not have to deal with transporting it.

Caffeine - Keep it consistent to what I normally drink. When the barista accidentally gives you a 4 shot latte, its ok to politely say “I only need 2 shots. Thank you.” Your heart rate during the ride will thank you.


Nutrition - less real food if its blazing hot, more gels and shot blocks. And pickles.



OK!!! That’s all she wrote for now. Part 2 with my experience as a support person for Rachael in the 100 Mile Race, a Recap of our All Bodies on Bikes Ride in Kansas City, and the KC Fun Ride Coming Soon!!











How to Travel with your Bike

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I recently flew with my bike for the first time ever to Unbound Gravel in Kansas and would love to share my experience with you!

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I flew Alaska Airlines, which has one of the most generous bicycle policies, allowing bikes to travel as a standard piece of luggage. This meant that because I booked it with my Alaska Airlines credit card, my bag and bike flew free. (P.S. I don’t have a link to share, but if you’re interested in signing up for the credit card, get in touch and I can get you a referral code that’ll score both of us free miles.)

But, if you’re not flying on an airline that let’s you check your bike as luggage affordably, there’s another great option - BikeFlights.com

BikeFlights uses UPS and bulk shipping magic to get lower rates for full bikes, wheels, and frames. They also provide lots of handy tips, tricks and advice for the best way to pack your bike to ensure it arrives undamaged. The best part is that you don’t need to worry about lugging a big bike box through the airport - it can be delivered exactly where you specify!

Ok…so the shipping/flying is actually the easy part. The harder part (for me at least) was figuring out how to take apart the bike and pack it up safely for transport.

Here’s what I learned:

  1. Take your pedals off first. I used this tutorial (no pedal wrench needed!) and it was super easy! Put these into a baggie for safe keeping.

  2. Remove your seat post and saddle. Pro-tip: Use a sharpie (or nail polish) to mark your seat height before you remove the seat post so when you put it back on you can get it exactly where you want it. I also put this in a grocery bag, as the seat post will have grease on it.

  3. Shift to the smallest cog and remove both your wheels. Secure the crank and chain to your bike with a zip tie to prevent the chain from scratching your bike frame.

  4. Deflate the tires. Remove the axle (either quick release or thru-axle) and store safely. I kept these in the same baggie with my pedals.

  5. Unscrew your top cap and remove your handlebars. You’ll want to take the handlebars all the way off your bike to fit into the box.

  6. Your bike is now ready to be packed up. Depending on what kind of box you’re using, you might need to follow a specific order to pack the bike properly. I would recommend using bubble wrap, foam cushioning, or specific bike packing materials (you can get these from a bike shop) to reduce the risk of damage to your bike. Be especially mindful of the derailleur, drop-outs and brakes.

When you get to your destination, its time to put everything back together!

Make sure you save all of your packing material, as you’ll likely need to travel back home too. I recommend bringing a small tube of bike grease with you - this is a good time to re-lubricate pedals, seatposts, etc.

Good luck and happy traveling!



Going to Greece? Skip the AirBNB

While I was in Athens I took two guided tours- one on foot and one on bike. Each explored very different parts of the city – the bike tour was focused on hidden gems and street art while the walking tour hit the historical highlights including the Ancient Agora, the Plaka, and the Acropolis.

“AirBNB doesn’t include breakfast” street art

“AirBNB doesn’t include breakfast” street art

Both tours were led by young male, native Athenians with history degrees from American universities who very clearly loved their home city despite its economic, political and social challenges. Aside from the gorgeous scenery, crazy traffic, and awe-inspiring history, my big take-away from these tours was the impact AirBNB is having on their local housing economy.

To be completely transparent, I stayed in an AirBNB in Athens. When I booked my trip, a coworker recommended I stay in a local hotel that she had enjoyed, but I shrugged off her advice and went for an AirBNB instead. I’ve had great experiences so far with the service –with highlights including a renovated trailer in Portland (with homemade edibles) to a working Carmelite monastery in Ghent, Belgium. Each has been unique and charming in its own way. So when the opportunity came to travel to Greece for a week, I did my usual and booked an AirBNB.


The unit I booked looked cute online. It was a newly renovated loft near Omonia Square – a “bustling square” in central Athens. Oh marketing copy- you’re so cute. Omonia Square was actually like Times Square before Rudy Guilliani’s efforts to clean it up in the early 1990s, without the bright lights. The ad showed a gleaming Jacuzzi in the bathroom, a view of the Acropolis out the front windows and exposed brick walls. The unit was so well advertised it was actually included in the new AirBNB Plus section – a curated pick of verified homes with “hosts known for great reviews and attention to detail.”

And truth be told, there was nothing actually wrong with the unit. The Jacuzzi worked, though I was limited to luke-warm water and a 20 minute time limit. There was also no toilet paper which I discovered in the middle of a poop, but as a saavy traveler I carry some with me. Technically you could see the Acropolis out the windows, but you had to look past a decrepit abandoned building next door to see it.

 But the biggest issue was me. As a solo female American traveler, I am used to fending for myself and typically love the independence that traveling alone brings. Finding food, entertainment, and daily necessities are part of the allure of solo travel and have brought me treasured memories from Mexico, Singapore, Germany, Sweden and Hong Kong. But for a few reasons, things just did not click for me in Greece.

As I quickly learned, Greece is a very social culture with a strong pride in providing welcoming hospitality. When you’re staying by yourself in an AirBNB you miss out on all of that.

On the bike tour, one of the murals we stopped by read “Your AirBNB doesn’t have breakfast.” Now, going into this experience I knew that and was ready for it. See, I’m used to crappy continental breakfasts in hotels that can (and should) be skipped in favor of a local greasy spoon or hip brunch spot. But I learned the hard way that this is not the case around the globe.

While other parts of Europe, Singapore and Hong Kong all had excellent breakfast options (I still dream about the congee I had in Sai Ying Pun), Greece thrived on coffee and pastries. Within a 200 meter block of my unit there were four coffee shops. Its also not an early morning city, so when my jetlagged body was ready for a substantial meal at 7am, I was shit out of luck.

Traditional Cheese Pie

I asked my tour guide on the walking tour where to get a good breakfast and he looked at me knowingly and said “You’re in an AirBNB, aren’t you?” He then went on to explain that all hotels in Greece have a full breakfast. If I was in a hotel, I could expect fruit, bread, eggs, yogurt and honey, and all the coffee I could drink.

He then told me about how the explosive growth of AirBNB in Athens has made it next to impossible to find an affordable place to rent. Similar to the issues cropping up in other cities, wealthy investors are buying multiple properties which are then being rented out at inflated prices to tourists. These units are then no longer available for local Athenians, where the average monthly salary is around 700 euros. As Greece emerges from their recent economic crisis, many people are being forced out of the city where they have lived their whole lives because of the scarcity in affordable housing.

The Growth of AirBNB in Athens. Note the rise in entire homes, not just private rooms

The Growth of AirBNB in Athens. Note the rise in entire homes, not just private rooms

Compounding the problem - Greece’s economy relies heavily on tourism. There is a 24% tax on all goods which goes to support infrastructure, restoration projects, and the government. This tax is levied on hotels, but not on AirBNB, causing all sorts of problems.

At this point in my trip, I still had 3 more nights to travel. Two of those nights already had AirBNB lodging lined up, one in Meteora and one near the Athens airport for my last night. If I could’ve cancelled without incurring a fee, I would’ve.

My unit in Meteora was a room in a local woman’s flat. She greeted me at the door with fresh, homemade pie and offered me to join her for dinner. She explained that I was staying in her old roommate’s room who had since moved away, but renting the room on AirBNB allowed her to continue to live in the flat. She offered local tips, a map, and sold guests a homemade olive oil/honey handcreme that I love. Staying with Iliana was a joy – though in similar fashion as before, I was left longing for breakfast and made do with pastries and coffee.

The second to last night of my trip I threw caution to the wind and drove to Galadaxi, a seaside town that came highly recommended on Trip Advisor. Reviews said it wouldn’t be hard to find a room, especially in the offseason and that I should be able to get a hotel room for 30-40 Euros. Sure enough, I landed at the Hotel Galadaxi, a super cute guest house 100 meters from the port.


Hotel Galadaxi

Hotel Galadaxi

The owner greeted me with a warm smile, showed me to my room and detailed his favorite places on a hand drawn map. In the morning, I was greeted with a delicious breakfast including three kinds of bread, yogurt and homemade honey, eggs, and fresh squeezed orange juice. Now this is what I’m talking about!  As I checked out , the owner gave me a jar of homemade marmalade and a magnet to “remember Galadaxi by” and a big hug. If I could’ve stayed another night, I would’ve.

A real Greek Breakfast

A real Greek Breakfast

My last night was in a run-down suburb of Athens close to the airport. Again, the actual AirBNB unit was fine, but I was wishing I had made a different lodging decision.

All of this is a long way of saying if you’re going to Greece, skip the AirBNB and stay local. The Greek economy is still recovering from the crash and they need and appreciate your tourist dollars. Not only that, but you’ll likely have a more enjoyable visit.

The owner of the hotel in Galadaxi

The owner of the hotel in Galadaxi

 More to come soon on the rest of the trip!

 

A Day in Chicago by Bike

Last weekend I traveled to Chicago to celebrate my nephew's 2nd birthday. Technically, I landed at O'Hare but spent most of the weekend in Great Lakes, Illinois (about 40 miles north of the city) where my sister lives. 

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Our weekend was full of toddler fun: the Betty Brin Children's Museum in Milwaukee, family swim time, rainbow cupcakes, and toddler music class. As has happened previously on trips to visit them, I reach my limit of suburb time after about 3 days. I need the energy, diversity, and craziness that a city brings. So on Saturday March 17th (yep, St. Patrick's Day), I took the train into Chicago for a day in the city.

The previous time I was in Chicago I explored the city by Divvy bike. This worked out pretty well, as Chicago has a good density of stations. Planning to do the same this time, I reached out to "Bike Twitter" for recommendations on must sees, eats, and dos in the Windy City. 

I was surprised by a message from Elsbeth Cool, the owner of Four Star Family Cyclery. She offered me one of her fleet bikes to ride for the day, a Tern Vektron.  She told me she was just off the blue train line in Logan Park, and being the transit savvy person I am, I figured "No problem. I'll just transfer and be there shortly!" 

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If only it was so easy. l spent the majority of the train ride trying to figure out how to transfer from the UP-N to the Blue L line, a feat which is apparently impossible. I asked 4 people on the train how to do it- none of them knew. Eventually I decided I would get off at the closest stop to Logan Park and make my way from there.

Getting off the train I was suddenly awash in a sea of St. Patrick's Day revelers. St. Patrick's Day in Chicago is a BIG deal. Oh shit. My sister was right - going to the city today was a big mistake and I'm going to have to deal with drunks all day. 

Quickly enough, however, the throngs caught their Ubers and Lyfts and were on their way to Wrigleyville or Downtown Chicago for the real party, and I was left to my own. Thankfully, in Chicago, the Transit App works incredibly well and has train, bus, bike, and carshare integrated. I discovered that a Divvy station was less than a block away, which I could then ride to Logan Park!

I've been seriously spoiled by the free-floating bike share model in Seattle and forgot how annoying it is to redock at a specific station every 30 minutes. I slowly and deliberately made my way to Logan Park, with the help of Google Maps. (Hat tip- the bike directions on Google are usually pretty spot on!) I found another Divvy station a few blocks from Elsbeth's house, dropped the bike, and walked to her place.

She opened Four Star Family Cyclery out of her basement last summer and business has been humming along steadily ever since! She works to get families on bikes that a practical alternative to traveling by car, which usually means electric cargo and family bikes! 

I was loaned a Tern Vektron for the day, which is a super cool folding electric bike. While Chicago is super flat compared to Seattle, having the electric assist meant I could get further and explore more with less effort. Winning!

Ukrainian Village

I set off with the intention to explore a few different neighborhoods, including Wicker Park, Ukrainian Village, and Logan Square. I slowly made my way throughout the neighborhoods, stopping for photos, an occasional beer, and one really good baked potato at The Shelby. Seriously, if you're ever in Chicago, check out their baked potatoes. 

As far as bike lanes go and feeling safe on the road, Chicago wasn't the best. Many of the bike lanes on the major streets are solidly in the door zone (as with every other city), however, Elsbeth gave me a great tip to ride a block or two over from the main street and I would find quiet residential streets. She was 100% spot on and I spent most of my time on side streets. 

During my day, I stopped at many businesses, but two of them I want to briefly highlight.

The first is BFF Bikes, a neighborhood bike shop that I've followed on social media for years. They're a full service bike shop, but with a focus on women's specific apparel and bikes. When I rolled by on Saturday afternoon, they were in the middle of their 4th Anniversary Party with treats and a solid crew hanging out inside. I was warmly welcomed and had a great chat with some local riders and the owner. If you're in Chicago, I'd encourage you to swing by their shop.

BFF Bikes

The second business is a bookstore called "Women and Children First." I first visited this shop last year on my visit and fell in love. Unabashedly feminist and political, this local bookstore is a gem. With tables dedicated to trans* literature, highlights by authors of color and a welcoming, positive vibe, I think I could spend all day in here. (My undergrad degree is in Women Studies after all. This is my feminist dream come true!)  I browsed for a while and eventually picked up "Tell Me More" by Kelly Corrigan, a mug, and a Black Lives Matter button.

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From there, I rode back to Elsbeth's place, dropped off the bike, and was on my way back to the train. I think in total I rode somwhere between 15 and 20 miles, but I'm not really sure. The ease of the bike I was loaned along with the flat, grid streets of Chicago made it easy to just keep going. 

I can't wait to go back, hopefully this time with my sister and nephew riding alongside me!