Stats for
the day:
Depart St.
Johnsville, NY 8:00 a.m., arrive Verona Beach State Park, NY 6:40 p.m.
Trip
mileage – 435.5 miles
Today’s
mileage – 68.36 miles
Time on
bike –5:57:03
Average
Speed – 11.4 mph
Max speed –
28.5 mph
After an enjoyable day off, we were back on the bike headed
west. Being presented with a sunny
day and a blue sky peppered with cotton ball clouds, we felt confident we could
make the mileage easily. But as
the day progressed, a West wind picked up and became gale force by the end of
the day. We can attest to how
tiring it is to pedal into a head wind for hours on end.
There was a nice surprise awaiting us along the trail this
morning, we traveled right next to Lock 17, and it had a wonderful little
viewing area there. We stopped and
took some pictures, and yes, Bottle was included. The Locks are amazing engineering feats, and we hope to get
to see one operate before we leave the Canal Trail.
The trail treated us well, with good surfacing and not too
much of surface roads. Our first
destination was a bike shop in Little Falls to get the rear wheel spokes
repaired/replaced. Well, imagine
our chagrin when we arrived and they were closed because it was Wednesday. Oh well, a check of the phone brought
up a shop in Utica, our next town along the Trail, so off we went.
In a bit over an hour, we were at Welch’s Bike Shop in
Utica, chilling outside in a chair waiting as they worked on our wheel. They were very gracious and did a good
job of it, but it took about two and a half hours to do. Rick was feeling a bit stressed by the
fact that we still had thirty or more miles to go to get to Verona Beach
SP. After a few breathing
exercises and a good hug, he was back to “enjoying the journey” so we tacked
off into the wind to find safe harbor down the road.
After a bit of round-about biking, we made it back to the
trail and enjoyed the scenic wonderland of dappled sunlight through rustling
tree branches and the pitter patter of tiny bunny paws as the scampered off the
trial. We got to see a fairly
large coyote, or coydog whichever they have around these parts, sauntering down
the path. I had to yell at him to
get him to run off into the brush so we could pass without spooking him too
much. It was bigger than I thought
it would be.
There are fairly long stretches of the Canal Trail that are
not completed yet, and as a result you end up on surface roads. In our case today, we followed State
Bicycle Route 5, and it was a divided road with a posted speed limit of 55,
which actually means 65 or better.
We sure were glad to get off of that road. The last four miles or so to the State Park were quiet
County roads, and we arrived safely but tired. The wind was blowing so hard off the lake that we had to
re-orient the tent so the wind blew through it, instead of onto the side, which
was collapsing the tent.
I bet ya Bottle loves tunnels!***:-)
ReplyDeleteTo whom it may concern: I love your prose. I'm compelled to read your adventures in reverse.