With just a small bit of a plan we took our bikes on the train to Crystal Lake. From there we made our way to the Fox River Trail which eventually led us to Geneva. Then to get home from Geneva we took a train into the city and then another back to Edison Park. In-between Crystal Lake and home we had a yummy breakfast burrito and coffee (Crystal Lake Junction where the friendly owner and son carry a heavy English accent) and a great lunch and beer at Alter Brewing. We also rode through a protest with thumbs up and cheers in Elgin (Resist! Our Democracy is worth saving) and met a few interesting folks along the way. Like the young man who bragged to us about scoring free guacamole by lying about his birthday at Chipotle. I told him I was the CEO of Chipotle and was not amused. He backed away, like seriously worried he was going to be in trouble then nervously laughed when I told him that I was not in fact the CEO of Chipotle. There was also an older volunteer at the Geneva train platform who repeatedly snapped at a delayed teenager who kept trying to steal his spotlight. We also saw Cub fans in Crystal Lake lined up to take the train into the city. Then on our last train of the day there were fans exhausted after a long day at the park. It was actually a theme; on trains headed into the city there was a tangible sense of excitement. And then a much more muted return trip with everyone looking hungover and tired.