Day Twenty: Touching Borders, from Michigan to Indiana

And just like that, we're in a new state. I truly enjoyed Michigan, but I was happy to say goodbye to their poor roads--they did a number to my bike. I can only imagine what those roads can do to the front end of a car.

When state-crossing, there is no greater moment than stopping at the border sign (which, unfortunately, not all routes have). Today we got to stop at the Welcome to Indiana sign:

Indiana; now we're really starting to move westward.

Now I can officially say that I've been as far west as Indiana!

The wind today was little bit of a pain, but worst was the traffic. The drivers in Indiana are relentless to pass cyclists (sometimes a little too close for comfort) and are aggressive in doing so. Regardless, all riders followed the safety guidelines and everything went smoothly. We reached our destination of South Bend, Indiana swiftly and even got to tour a little bit of Notre Dame's campus.

Friends of a team member were kind enough to help us obtain showers, laundry, and dinner, so we all had a great night--especially important because we have a notoriously rough 88 miles into Chicago tomorrow. I'm confident we can handle tomorrow as a team, after all, we made it through our unexpected century through the Appalachians (see Day Four). 

Here's to Hoping Tomorrow is Always Greater than your Yesterday,

James

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Today was dedicated to the food vendors from South Haven, MI who suffered great heartache and hardship but were positive and generous despite all odds. May things look up for the both of you!