Monday, October 15, 2018

Coffeeneuring 2018 - First Cup on the Lachine Canal

50 degrees and sunshine - a perfect afternoon on the Lachine Canal.
It's hard to believe, but this is my sixth Coffeeneuring Challenge! Over the years, I've gravitated from visiting coffee shops to brewing my own coffee and tea in the great outdoors via Coffee Shop Without Walls option (with water views), to adding a lightweight chair to my expeditions. After becoming overwhelmed with too many self imposed prerequisites in 2017 that took some of the fun away, I've decided to simplify coffeeneuring in 2018. My theme is "history". I will coffeeneur at a historic spot (this region has so many!), learn something, or attend a historical event/presentation/talk and/or gather information from the Internet. I plan to mostly or strictly use a Stanley coffee press thermos that also doubles as a regular thermos (leave the press apparatus out for tea bags) instead of stove and pots. And I may or may not tote my camping chair. This less structured Coffee Shop Without Walls approach should be more enjoyable. 

Last weekend we went as a family to Montreal for two nights. Saturday was chilly, grey and blustery, though we managed to ride an interesting loop around the city. Sunday was more agreeable: the sun came out and it was slightly breezy and warmer! While my family had tired of bike riding, using the heavy BIXI bike share system where one must dock the bike every half hour, they went for a walk, while I set off for an hour with a thermos of tea, aboard my Dahon.

The lovely Lachine Canal Path historic site was the first place my husband and I rode in Montreal nearly 20 years ago. I have not returned since 2011, until now. It's as wonderful as I remember.

Remnants of the LaSalle Coke Crane.
The path meanders near the water, snakes around trees, by picnic tables, park benches, with interesting views of locks, through several parks - all supplied with historical signs. I'd love to return and ride the entire 13K length again, returning by way of the Lachine Rapids park along the Saint Lawrence River. There is ongoing construction this year (and perhaps also in 2019) to repair portions of crumbling canal walls.

The History:
The Lachine Canal was built to bypass the rapids at Lachine, upstream of Montreal. Freight and passengers destined for points past Lachine had to portage the 8 or 9 miles from Montreal's port to the village of Lachine where they could resume their trip by boat.The original canal was 14 kilometers long and had seven locks, each 30 meters long, 6 meters wide and 1.5 meters deep. The new canal officially opened in 1825, helping turn Montreal into a major port and eventually attracting industry to its banks, and populating the southwestern part of the city.

The Place: Lachine Canal, Montreal
Date: Sunday, October 14
Drink: Red Rose Tea
Observation:  It's wonderful to be back riding the Lachine Canal!
Total Miles: 6

Sunday, October 7, 2018

Get Over It - E-bikes are Here to Stay!


Whether to allow e-bikes on our Burlington Greenway has become a hot topic. Like the uproar of a few years ago concerning Segways, which eventually were allowed, the latest hoopla has already taken hold. The sheer numbers of rented e-bikes integrated onto an already busy path (busiest in Vermont) has brought the discussion to the forefront once again.

Mostly, a few vocal people are concerned with speed. E-bikes can go 20+ m.p.h. - the same speed that non-motorized racers zip by me! I stay clear of the discussions. preferring to let nature take it's course. The e-bike movement is backed by Local Motion and numerous bike shops who have been renting e-bikes all summer to tourists - the same folks I share the waterfront path with all summer - who as far as I can see are considerate path users.

And then there are e-scooters (I saw the coolest e-Razor scooter with a large deck and rear shopping crate) and e-skateboards that our teenagers use for transportation, both lacking public controversy probably overshadowed by the explosion of e-bikes nationwide.

Like the general consensus, I believe e-mobility is here to stay and users should be allowed equal access to segregated paths while practicing basic safety and be considerate of all path users.
Trying to regulate, monitor users with policing or ticketing only creates animosity to a growing population of people who benefit from a boost in mobility, especially folks who wouldn't be able to enjoy two wheels without it.

My son and I are looking forward to trying out a Rad Mini, one of the many electric bikes that Local Motion loan out to interested people, excited to ride on dirt trails. And while I'm not in the market for an electric bicycle, it's clear the e-revolution is here to stay.

Here in the Queen City, we used to have a bicycle delivery service that eventually succumbed to the automobile because of our hilly terrain. Who knows what'll happen with delivery services going forward? Perhaps we'll once again find packages delivered by bicycle...e-bicycle!

Saturday, September 22, 2018

5 Types of Bikes Worth Owning


I've come to the conclusion that five distinct styles of bicycles would satisfy my current lifestyle. Letting go of the Miyata 610 has broadened my bicycle horizons. That, coupled with acquiring a folding bike, testing a cargo bike, re-purposing the all-around Trek, and generally assessing the bicycles I own and the roles each play, 4 of my 5 bikes are likely keepers.

Touring Bicycle
Folding Bicycle
Dedicated Commuter Bicycle
Winter Bike
Cargo Bike

1. Rivendell Clementine
Though I ride the Clem-L (oh for heaven's sake Rivendell, please rename it back to "Clementine"!) the least, I've got the upright touring bicycle covered for multi-day jaunts, or riding across the country, again someday. I expect this bike to see me through the rest of my two-wheel riding years. For her current stock configuration, she, surprisingly, climbs hills and generally floats along with ease. Contrary to my first impressions, this bike is definitely growing on me!

2. Dahon Boardwalk
I never imagined a folding bicycle would become integral in my fleet. plus be such a good-looking, versatile machine! Tuck the bike into the back of our van; hop on and weave around traffic; heft on-board Amtrak or up escalators; adjust seat height for a visitor - whoa baby - so many possibilities!

3. Peugeot Saint Laurent
This white beauty is a sturdy, stable, and comfortable commuter rig that schleps my stuff to work, has extra capacity for errands, or can haul panniers for overnights close to home. Miss Peugeot fits me well and, understandably because I'm primarily a commuter, gets ridden 90% of the time.

4. Trek Antelope 830
This bomb-proof old mountain bike has filled multiple roles over the past 30 years, recently becoming a winter bicycle - a workhorse I'm comfortable subjecting to salted road conditions. Since I've become a regular cold weather commuter, the Trek is a perfect companion.

5. A Cargo Bike????
I would certainly love to round out my fleet with a cargo bike. While my current line-up could schlep gear, especially with the addition of a trailer, there's nothing like the carrying capacity of a dedicated mid-tail cargo bike, like the Boda Boda, one that's easy to handle but packs a punch for hauling almost anything. If I didn't own a car, this style of bicycle would be a worthwhile investment.

While my list is unique to me, yours, of course, should vary greatly. I'd love hear what styles you consider necessary in your fleet and why.

Sunday, September 9, 2018

Slow Rolling with Adele - Coaticook Hills & Surprises

On Adele's and my annual pilgrimage to Quebec, it was Forest Lumina that captured our curiosity during our 2017 Sherbrooke region excursion, and unable to visit then, the area begged to be explored in 2018. Using Coaticook as base (population 9,000), we planned to take in the light-show-in-a-forest plus ride some of the suggested loops on the Eastern Townships' bike map.

The two loops listed above are what Adele and I rode over two days, but of course, there's more to the story.

For example, it was the hilliest region we've ever cycled in Quebec or Ontario! However, Adele and I are fairly adventurous, and when I mentioned this fact ahead of time, she was game for anything. That's what I love about Adele.

A unique urban park in Coaticook, complete with tables and chars affixed to the ground.
I plan a general cycling route and region and she researches accommodation and the food scene.

But first, to back up a bit,  there was torrential rain in the forecast the first day of 3 days in mid-August - very reminiscent of last year's sojourn in Sherbrooke! We'd planned on driving to Coaticook anyway so, making the best of it, we first stopped at the Louis Garneau outlet just shy of the Canadian border.

It's hit or miss though whether I buy something. The red down jacket I got last year was a good find but since then nothing was appealing for the price. However, this time I scored a simple looking magenta tech shirt (look for it later in this post) and a t-shirt for my son on the $5 rack. Adele got $25 panniers, a phone mount for her frame, and other odds n ends.

Arriving in Coaticook too early to check in, we ate lunch, had an ice cream cone at the famed Coaticook dairy when it started to rain. But we make the best of it. Late afternoon we're sipping a bottle of wine on the B&B's porch and later ate an amazing dinner in nearby Compton, which included my first taste of escargot (smothered in tomato cream sauce so I can't say I actually tasted snails),\. The presentation of course, was delightful, something I now expect dining in Canada with Adele. And, at 9:30 pm among drizzle and hundreds of people, we walk the magical circuit in a forest, listening to folk tales projected and animated from the woods with the sound of the nearby Coaticook River lending to the ambiance. A highlight for me at Forest Lumina was walking over the longest pedestrian suspension bridge in North America while Adele gripped my arm (not her favorite part!) as teenagers behind us jumped up and down.

The next day the storm had mostly cleared out and we set out, aiming to explore and of course stretch our legs after eating a lot the previous day. Immediately, we're in farm country with sweeping vistas.


Coaticook is the agricultural seat of the region. Once a stop on the Grand Trunk rail line from Montreal to Portland Maine, it had been a mill town, but now is also reinventing itself as a tourist area with Forest Lumina as a magnet.

The region is very hilly - we're either climbing or descending - often on dirt roads. Clementine's wide tires and geometry handle it well, but Adele's 1" tires on her custom Marinoni are troublesome on gravel. For safety she walks some of the hills.

Closer to Compton we surprisingly pedal by Station Cheese, after tasting the delicious cheese at breakfast! Of course we have to sample the different varieties and I stow two small blocks in my panniers.

 Across the road a tractor festival happens to be in full swing. How lucky is that?

There are also old farm implements, sewing machines, kitchen gadgets, and ephemera on display or for sale.

My favorite was the older guys dressed in coveralls, tinkering with engines, the chug-chugging the overarching sound of the whole festival.

That's my new Louis Garneau tech shirt.
 And someone presented a homemade trailer for perusal.

The skies looked threatening at one point, but rain never materialized and the weather eventually cleared as the day wore on. The hills continued, however, and we cut the loop somewhat, also deciding to stick to paved roads. This is the first time I notice that Adele doesn't catch me on the descents as in years past - I'm faster climbing, she's been faster on downhills - so I compensate this year by ascending in lower gears so I don't get too far ahead.

It was on one of the climbs that I oddly pass a raccoon skeleton neatly preserved on the asphalt. I laugh out loud - how often do you see that, I thought? I had wanted to photograph it though I felt a little weird about doing it...

 ...however, when Adele caught up, she thought it was also pretty cool, and had no qualms about taking a picture, immediately sending it to a friend who'd also appreciate the sight!

By late afternoon we start descending toward the little city then huff up the hill to our B&B, preparing for another special nighttime event.

With a quick dinner and a beer the August night is already dark. Adele drives 20 minutes east to a tiny town where we hope to catch up with the Sherbrooke amateur astronomy club's annual telescope viewing on a mountain summit - an opportunity too good to pass up! We follow tiny signs and park on the side of a dirt road, then crowd onto a full school bus (how many adults can squish onto a seat?) for a rollicking ride the last 5k. On top it's chilly but an amazingly clear, planet filled sky. Each telescope owner is patient and answers our questions in English (we can't comprehend the general announcements in French). I get to see Saturn's rings, Mars's red blob, Jupiter and several of its moons, and amazingly clear craters on our typical half moon. What a wonderful evening!

On our third morning I suggest a shorter loop that appears to be all paved.

With full sunshine, the day was much warmer than expected. It was fun to stop and explore old churches, and this loop brought us fairly close to Vermont.

We started noticing the Pilgrim Loop signs. Silhouettes are cut out of metal and when you press a button on a metal box (choice of English or French) you can listen to a 5 minute history lesson.

This recording explained how Nathaniel Jenks and his wife emigrated from Vermont and was a traveling country doctor. Interestingly enough, we easily found his gravestone on our way out of town. As a Vermonter with a French maiden name, it's commonly known that Canadians moved south across the border, but it never occurred to me that it must have gone both ways.

Again, the terrain was hilly, though pleasingly with more farmland and lots of tree farms.


At Baldwin Mills a gorgeous round barn presented itself, one of the remaining two in the region.


Then it was a long descent back to our car. On the drive south we stocked up on bread and pastries at a bakery and even made a second stop at Louis Garneau because it was on the way (Adele and I call it that, both understanding that we know its an outlet). I liked the tech shirt so much that I wanted another, even if it would be the same color. I was also interested in the panniers that Adele picked up. But another purchase was not in the cards, so-to-speak. Her panniers had been a demo model and I failed to locate another shirt in the same size.

As expected, Adele is awesome traveling companion. I hope we have more adventures together!

The Coaticook River Valley is worth another trip. There is more to explore and with the right bicycles I'd like to ride more dirt roads, which allows more possibilities for loops. There are plenty of affordable B&B's in the city, perfect for easy walks to restaurants and stores. With wide open panoramas, paved roads with shoulders, beautiful farms, and friendly locals it's a compelling reason to get out of Vermont and head north.

Thursday, August 30, 2018

3 Ferry Ride on Lake Champlain

In early August, Paula and I met up to ride the 3 ferry loop around a portion of Lake Champlain. This time around we smartly begin at Airport Park to take advantage of starting and ending on the flat terrain. Last year the long uphill to my home (on an overnight, along a similar route) got the best of us on a 95 degree day. With similar heat in the forecast, we aimed to enjoy every mile.

The miles and conversation flew by and we enjoyed an outdoor cafe lunch in Plattsburgh, New York before heading south. A must stop on this loop is an outdoor sculpture park. I enjoyed the life-sized depiction of the Last Supper.

I was particularly fascinated with a version of Francisco Goya's famous, and horrifying, The Third of May, displaying Spanish resistance against Napoleon's armies.

From both angles, it's an arresting portrayal.

Paula and I continued on, climbed one big hill, and descended to Port Kent among pine scented woods to await the next ferry back to Burlington. Fortunately, the town beach is beside the dock so we cooled ourselves in the lake, then it's a pleasant one hour journey and always an interesting view of Burlington as we cruised into the harbor. As we ride the last 7 miles of the 43 mile loop, we compliment ourselves on our wonderful choice of route and make tentative plans to hook up for an overnight in September.

Though the journey is an easy one day affair, it also makes a stellar overnight. Here's a similar route map and a write-up using the route as an overnight.