|Border crossing to Port Huron. I wonder where he's going|
|We got there on Thursday|
It seemed like all of the freeways through Indiana, Illinois, and Wisconsin were under construction. Lane closures, construction, crappy roads, and more construction. Fortunately we passed through Chicago at 2 am, so traffic was light. During the day it would be a mess.
|The badger within the capital|
The weather forecast was frightful. Rain, thundershowers, high winds and hail overnight, turning into thundershowers in the morning. By afternoon on Thursday , partly cloudy with more rain and some thundershowers. Plus a chance of thundershowers. We napped in the Walmart parking lot Northeast of Chicago for a few hours overnight before heading on to Madison. Thursday morning is no parking day in downtown Madison. It's trash pickup day, si it's to ensure room for the trucks.
|Casting the "locate" spell|
The website for the Dade County campground wouldn't let me make a reservation within 5 days ahead. When we got there it finally made sense. Drive-up campers could take charge of a spot for 4 days simply by plopping a tent on it. We did that and paid through Monday. The website doesn't know that's happened, so it simply locks you out for days that close. Lake Park was already full, so we went to the second choice, Babcock Park. It had a convenience store in the gas station across the road. The evening attendant became our concierge, giving directions, restaurant information, and tips on their selection of liquor.
|It makes you want to stand on one foot|
Thursday was mostly sunny. Lake Monona, where the swim is held, had whitecaps from the 40 km/hr wind. The bike would be a nightmare on a day like this. We didn't see anyone brave the water. We toured the capital building. The main hall is dominated by the badger figures at opposite ends. They love their badgers. We came across a couple badger statues in the streets. We both bought official IM Wisconsin biking apparel at the expo. I also picked up a bottle of their recommended wetsuit lube.
|It's like the bridge of the Enterprise|
|Lynden Sculpture Garden|
We were to bed at dusk Saturday for our 7 am wake-up on race day.