Another 70 mile day. This one with a very satisfying result.
Started
with a good breakfast, and pushed off at 8:40. Nine hours later, we had arrived at the
outskirts of St. Johnsburg, discovering the highway up the hill to the town was
under construction. We called the bed
and breakfast where we had reservations, and were informed by the owner that
she had no information showing we had reservations, and she had no room
available. Imagine the shock and
frustration! But we had stopped at the
intersection adjacent to Fairbanks Inn. Luckily, there was a vacancy – a king, nonsmoking! Also, because the local pizza place delivers
and has gluten free pizza, guess what we had for dinner!
Today we had no mechanical difficulties or
flats. We rode strong, notwithstanding
the hills. Diane now classifies hills
into four categories – rollers, riders, crawlers, and walkers (Rob has suggest one other category - Oh, hell no. We didn’t have any walker hill! We had a few rollers and several crawlers
(the kind that are 2-mile long pulls with passing lanes and require usage of our lowest
gears), but most hills today were “riders” – that is, moderate quarter-mile hills
that do not require your lowest gears.
The scenery was absolutely spectacular. The temperature was about right for the
vigorous activity—on the warm side going uphill and on the cool side going
down. We enjoyed a too-leisurely lunch
at a picnic table adjacent to and provided by a general store. Too leisurely, because by the time we arrived
St. Johnsburg, it was close to sunset. At
one of our rest stops after a crawler, about ten miles from our destination, a
young man on a mountain bike appeared, seemingly out of nowhere. He was biking a new trail, not yet completely
surfaced, that goes into St. Johnsburg.
He recommended we take it for the next two miles, which we did. This cut off one, and two thirds of another crawler.
And then we began a very fast and cold eight mile descent into town.
All in all a very successful day. Tomorrow we leave Vermont, and spend one
night in New Hampshire.
Early in the day we rolled through farmlands and by the pumpkin stands.
Your Fall colors shot of the day.
Diane kicks butt in Vermont.
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