I really don’t know what was wrong with me last night but I
could not get to sleep. Ken and I turned
lights out at around 10:30 Pm and then I tossed and turned until well past 3:30
AM. I tried everything I could think of
to get to sleep. I do know I did get
some sleep as there was some weird dream I was glad to be out of when Ken got
up at 5:40 AM but probably not much more than a couple of hours. It was a good thing that today’s ride was only
58 miles and 1800 feet of climb.
This morning’s breakfast was back in the North Woods Hotel
downtown so us hotelers had and extra 1.5 miles back to town for breakfast, but
it was worth it as the bacon was extra crispy and served with good coffee and waffles.
When we left the motel room Ken’s rear tire was flat but Ken
thought it was someone’s idea of a joke as our bikes had been in a storage room
in the basement. I pulled a stone out of the tire and was sceptical but who
knows. Ken pumped his tire and rode to breakfast. After we got out of breakfast it was flat
again. Auzzie Bob and I worked on the
tire while Ken went and got a floor pump out of one of the vans. We had it off and ready to be inflated by
time Ken got back with the pump. New
tube in and we were off.
The ride down from Lake Placid was very nice. It was nice and cool and the road was smooth
and predominately downhill. It was quite scenic as we were following along a
river most of the way. We stopped for a
quick coffee and were on our way. Picnic
came up at the 37 mile mark at the Ausable Chasm. It is really quite a unique spot where the
Ausable River cuts down into the escarpment before entering into Lake
Champlain.
After picnic Auzzie Bob and I could see that it was 12 miles
to Plattsburg via the highway or 22 miles via the designated route. It was a hard decision. Go down the highway
where there was a 10 foot wide smooth as glass shoulder with no hills and
beautiful views of Lake Champlain or 22 miles of hills with crumbling roads and
no views. We decided to go down the
highway.
After a two mile decent down off the escarpment to Lake
Champlain it was postcard perfect. The
blue sky and lake dotted with white sail boats.
We were kind of sorry to have missed seeing more trees and the crumbling
roads but we were enjoying the lake.
There was a very nice cool breeze off the lake which was actually a bit
of a tail wind. In places there were
mansions on both sides of the highway and in places only on the one as the highway
was right along the lake shore. I picked
out a very nice two story turn of the century brick mansion while Bob settled
on this large white mansion set well back from the highway with columns all
along the front porch.
Upon reaching Plattsburgh we found a bike path which took us
to within a half mile of our turn and then a half mile down Broad street right
to the Plattsburgh State of New York University dormitory where we are staying
tonight. Bob and I rolled in just as the
leaders were coming up the other way.
Ken who had left Bob and I at picnic came steaming in as he
had ridden the extra 9 miles and of his 21 miles 4 of it was through busy
streets of Plattsburgh and he saw nothing but trees. He was
less than pleased.
If you add in the three and a half pints of cider I had
after the rider with Bob, and Ken, it was a very fun day.
Terry hot biker
3 comments:
Hey Terry, I'm back from leading a great tour across Mongolia and China and I'm catching up on your blog -- what's this about falling down and getting run over! But no broken bones but 'boy, did it hurt'? Cheers, Tom
I am sure it was a fun day after 3.5 pints of cider. . . Ride safe. See you soon.
Hope you get some more sleep next night!!! Don’t worry, it’s for free.
Did Ken pass you in the flat tire statistics? Just before the finish line oft he tour.
«Go down the highway where there was a 10 foot wide smooth as glass shoulder with no hills and beautiful views of Lake Champlain or 22 miles of hills with crumbling roads and no views. «
Jesus, you are having a hard time over there, take major decisions every day. Nice and beautiful road…and even shorter. Have no idea how I would decide 😉
I bet you can smell the atlantic ocean allready. It’s not far anymore. Terry, you have made it till Plattsburgh, you will make it to the end! …but no more shortcuts, otherwise you won’t make the 4299 miles!
Jürg
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