A calm morning, drastically different from yesterday when the wind and the lake was trying to push the river back to the mountains. Recovery spin for breakfast along the lake.
Calm
Snow? And Wind
Took off for what was hoped to be a century – but looking at the weather report this morning we knew it would be a stretch. Jim and I worked ourselves northbound to the Islands into an impressive howling wind with snow flurries mixed in to keep it fun. Temps started in the low 30s and barely climbed into the 40s. Cold toes, hands, and a chill building under the plastic jacket (better wet weather gear is on the way).
I added another notch to my RCP award training with a stop @ Hero’s Welcome. No cinnamon bun this week – but a chocolate pastry that was wonderfully washed down with some much needed hot hot coffee. Text to the wife and another with words of encouragement to Patrick who was 100 miles into the Old Saybrook 300k… then off south to enjoy a bit of tailwind, and then crosswinds, all the way into town. Another ~80 mile day. It felt like much much more. The last 10 were a struggle, into the wind near the bay, with a respite along the lakefront MUP.
Morning Light
Two snaps from this morning’s ride. I’ve been trying to get my miles in early – before the family is up and functioning. I went out for a hard 30, but there was no fire in the legs or lungs this morning, so I backed off and enjoyed the sunrise, turning my workout into a recovery spin.
Melted
Forward Facing
The little one has outgrown her infant seat… so we moved to a booster in the Bak. I debated padding the box and using one of the over shoulder harnesses – but she tends to fall asleep when we are rolling – so a toddler booster seat keeps her nice and snug without slumping over. I’ve given up some cargo space up front as she’s gotten taller… 
Wet and Windy
~80 miles to North Hero in the rain and wind for a delicious cinnamon bun and coffee at Hero’s Welcome. This was my first training ride as I reach toward the coveted RCP Award (Randonneur Café Pâtisserie). Temps were cool on the way out of town, rain drops few. Wool layers worked well until the deluge started and then the plastic shell held off the chill for a bit. I followed the Lake Champlain Bikeways route from town up to the Islands, including a wind blown and dreadful stretch on a surprisingly busy Rt. 2. I brought the camera, only to turn it on and get an error for leaving the memory card elsewhere… so some blurry pics from the smartphone. This portion of the route is on the Celebrate Champlain 300k to be run July 26th.
Maple
The sap is running, and this weekend is the Vermont Maple Open House Weekend. We took a drive for some lunch and to stop in at a sugarhouse just off the Dirt Road Permanent Route. Fuller’s Sugarhouse is a family run business in the shadow of Mt. Mansfield. The family taps 6000 trees and often boils for 5-6 hours a day when they have a good run. We watched the process a bit, rubbed the bellies of the family dogs, learned about their osmosis technique for removing water prior to the boil, and brought home a gallon of syrup…
A Good Morning
Had a great foggy and relatively mild (temperature) morning ride. Rolled out along the lake with my headlight beam glowing in the fog and then took off for higher ground hoping to get a good sunrise view of Camel’s Hump. Worked the flats and worked the terrain. The big mountains were clouded in – so I rolled back to the lake and listened to the last bits of ice crunching along the shore.
Cold, What is it good for?
I’m done with the cold. Been getting up at the lovely hour of 4:30 am to get my miles in before turning into daddy or worker bee – and its been cold in the morning – with wind. Todays 27 miles was a freeze fest. True, I’ve ridden in colder weather – but when the sun starts to shine the body starts to expect milder temps. I can’t wait to ride in knicks and a wool top.
An Interesting Tree
N 42°38.251′
W077°15.726′
1779′
I met this tree just before I moved from the Finger Lakes region of New York to Vermont. (cross posted to my work website)