Behind us were a gregarious three-some of 30 something friends who were, as they would say ‘city folk’. They were here to conquer their fears as well. They had millennial sensibilities and the latest in name brand athletic apparel, but it was obvious that this was the height of their outdoor adventures.
How did I find myself in this most unlikely cast of intrepid explorers? It all became begun on a beautiful and unseasonably temperate Tuesday morning in downtown Indianapolis. Having never been to the Midwest, let alone Indianapolis, I decided to take a little time after my convention to find out what kind of outdoor adventures could be had here.
My day didn’t start with a bang, but rather a much-needed sleep in. I was still a bit sore from all of the fun I had just up the road in Hamilton County and biking the Monon Trail. By the time I finally rolled out of bed, I was ready to sally forth and enjoy the day. My new partner for adventure Nate, from Visit Indy, came to pick me up for a delicious lunch to fuel up for our adventures.