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I’ve wanted to bike to Turkey Run State Park since I moved to Urbana 7 years ago, and this week I finally did. It’s about 72 miles, or 73 if you make a few wrong turns, as I did.
UPDATE: by popular demand, here is the route on RideWithGPS.
Previously I have biked to Indiana via the Northern Route, past Kickapoo; I found parts of the way terrifying, as I wrote here. For Turkey Run, I wanted a more direct and hopefully safer route. Local bike club riders warned me about gravel in Vermillion County, but had no further advice, so I relied on Google Maps. Between that and my own experience, I can say the route below, corrected for mistakes I made coming and going, minimizes gravel to a mere 4 miles!
On my way home, I was chased by a very determined dog on 900 North Road near Catlin-Indianaola road in Vermillion County IL. That’s right where most of the gravel was, so it was particularly exciting trying to maintain speed and balance with a barking howling hulking (Rottweiler? Pitbull/Doberman mix?) on my tail for 3 miles west.
I stopped at Angie’s Country Kitchen in Cayuga, IN, both ways. It’s roadside diner food, made as competently as such fare can be. I recommend the chocolate malt and fries, and the breakfast I had on my return trip was also solid.
Most of the “major” roads I traveled (Indiana 41, Indiana 234/Mill Road) were lightly trafficked and non-scary. Illinois route 150 was a bit scary, but there’s only 1 mile of it (you can bypass this if you’re willing to endure an extra mile of gravel on 900 N/850 N Road, as I did on my way out). The scariest traffic was on Indiana route 47, the very last leg leading to the park. For some reason people drove like crazy a**holes on it. But it’s only a few miles, and then you’re there!
So there you have it – Turkey Run by bicycle, from Urbana. I recommend it!
San Francisco is fantastically beautiful, charismatic, smart, and compelling; also insane, abusive, and cruel. Visiting SF is like visiting a psycho ex. I lived and loved there 1991-2002, and my feelings will forever be mixed.Continue to lots more photos and captions
This was back in June, but the award arrived today, only slightly damaged by its long journey from Porto Alegre, Brazil (I think it adds character). Thanks, Fantaspoa!