|Dotted line represents circuit. Starting point is|
lower right corner, Burlington, VT.
I had a week long vacation so with a 3-day sojourn in mind I timed the departure just after a rainstorm swept through, which also coincided with our children's last day of school. I treated my children to a fun lunch. There was a slim window to complete the ride and return for Father's Day weekend. Later that Wednesday, my awesome parents came to hold down the fort and I left at 2:30 p.m.
|Overall loop location within New England.|
I was fully prepared to purchase the parts and do my own work, but for a nominal fee David at Winooski Bike Shop hoisted my fully packed bike into the work stand and fixed me up in a few minutes. It was worth the 28.00 I paid for tube and tire, and now I can add another local bike store to my love list.
|Groundpad, blue tarp, rain gear, and handlebar bag on front. Tent (green)|
and sleeping bag (red) bungeed to the rear rack. One pannier had space
to add provisions.
I chose to ride the Miyata for this adventure because of it's quickness and comfort, plus I don't often bring it on tours anymore unless it's a gentle route. It has less than optimal gearing for hills. I also decided to go with my smaller commuting panniers. When packing I paid attention to what I really needed versus anything extraneous. I hefted my large panniers, the ones that are 5 pounds alone. It became an easy decision and I returned them to the basement. Swift and light became my journey's mantra. All told, I think my gear was close to 20 pounds, probably my lightest adventure to date.
|The sky looks like a painting. Climbing the bridge over the|
Lamoille River on Bear Trap Road.
This is primarily a summer resort of folks in their RVs or more permanent sites who stay for weeks on end.
I sought out one friend to go with me on my short trip, but she was busy. I get lonely being on the road for hours a day, though going solo does have its advantages: freedom to putter or speed along on a whim, eat what I want, leave and arrive on my own schedule. I don't let the lack of a companion stop me. I've done enough touring to feel comfortable as a solitary traveler.
|My home for the night. Just beyond the row of trailers is the lake.|
First on the agenda is setting up the tent, then a shower, then a cup of soup.
I am the queen of Ramen noodles. They aren't the most healthy food, but quick and satisfying and they provide lots of water, something I need to keep pumping after all the miles.
I curled up on the beach in a lawn chair in my comfy new flats with long tights and a pullover fleece. I like these striped shoes. They are packable and lightweight and could be a good alternative footwear for the journey in France later this summer.
I watched the sun go down.
About 9 p.m. I retreated to my tent to read. Nearby in the common room a card game was underway. It was an over 60 crowd of 8-10 people, laughing, too loud for me to fall sleep beside, but by 9:45 they broke up, wishing each other a pleasant evening. Eventually I stuffed ear plugs in and easily fell asleep.
Lake Sojourn - Part Two