I found what I thought was another brewery to try, Beermiscuous, in Highwood, which is between Highland Park and Lake Forest. In fact, right across the street from the old Fort Sheridan.
He jumped on my back wheel and I listened to his music while pulled for a few miles. Friendliest cyclist all week so far.
Turns out Beermiscuous is not a brewery rather a bar for the local breweries. Every local brewery had an offering here
After my one beer I decided to pay a visit to my Aunt and Uncle who live in Highland Park
They say there are two seasons in Chicago:
Winter and Construction
At my Aunt and Uncle's house there were a few sprinkles. When I got on the Skokie Valley Trail all that unpleasantness had moved south
There was no one on the trail this evening
I stopped to take a picture of the receding storm clouds when I noticed that my rear tire was a little soft. I decided to take the fastest way back to my Aunt's house when I got stopped by an incredibly long freight train.
I stopped at the Northbrook Post Office to change the tire. I put in the new tube and it blew when I filled it with CO2 and now I was out of CO2 so I called my aunt to come get me
The clouds were spectacular this evening