After visiting Sheila & family in Avon, rather than take my chances on taking a more direct route back to my ACA route, I used yesterday's known-scenic route backwards to the point at which I had departed from the ACA "Chicago to NYC" route. Along the way I was invited to lunch (in Zionsville) by a group of local riders who have a lot of transcontinental cycling experience together. I wasn't really ready to eat, but I went for the company (and enjoyed a sandwich too). That was fun, and it pointed out to me how very different it would be to be doing a tour with other riders. (For now at least, I prefer the solo experience for its immersive qualities). Resuming the ACA route, I rode at least 7 miles along a very well engineered urban rail trail through Indianapolis. Wow! Then as the trail petered out, I made the fateful left turn that turned me eastward toward home, treating it as a ceremonial occasion and feeling a mental shift happening. The horse was on his way back to the barn! I got as far as Greenfield before stopping for the night.