Friday, October 02, 2009
I rolled up to the Adirondacks this morning and met friends from Chicago in Tupper Lake. They brought their "Bike Fridays," packable folding bikes for easy transportation by commercial air. After some assembly at our camp north of town, we drove south on Route 30 to the parking area just beyond the State Police office, the town side of the bridge over Raquette Flow. From there we rode down Route 30 more than 7 miles toward Long Lake through the wind and rain -- 48 degrees, according to my car's thermometer -- to the parking area at the end of the lake, where we propped the camera on a rock and captured the moment for history and glory. And, of course, we rolled back.
I'm the dude in the blue.
Yes, 14 miles does not sound like much, but over the hills and against a stiff wind it seemed like a lot to us. More tomorrow, weather permitting. Tonight, we grill steaks and, perhaps, overindulge in the grape and the grain.