


I don't know how familiar any of you are with the mid-west, specifically ILLINOIS. So let me paint a picture for you. It's not totally flat, little hilly here and there. Further north you get patches of thick woods made of skinny ass trees. Run down farms everywhere, juxtaposed with brand spanking new empty strip-malls every where. For the most part, the area is open farm land. Open to the elements.
The weather out here hits all the extremes. -10 winters, 110 summers. Snow in June, and 90 degree days at the end of November. Because of this, the roads are torn apart so bad, it's like ridding down the back side of a cheese grader.
...and then there is the wind. Coming from all direction, often changing in the middle of a 40 mile ride. Mmm...head wind both ways. The wind can be so bad, your better off wearing goggles as opposed to sun glasses. I can still feel the tears running like rain down the side of my cheek.
I think the mid-west has the capability of producing riders just as "hard" as the Belgians or the northern French.
There is no real point to this, or anything I write. I just like the sound of my own voice, or keyboard as it were.