Wednesday, 14 July 2010

3000 miles, 70 Tractors, and 40 Snowmobiles....

Just 4 miles into today’s ride, I hit the 3000 mile mark for the tour so far. I cannot believe I have already done a fifth of the total miles. Wow, that has gone by really quickly!

In keeping with my scheme to stop at exactly every 1000 miles and take a photo of the road, here is my 3000 mile photo which was taken just west of Jeffersonville, in Vermont.





















Todays ride was really centred on Lake Champlain, in the north west part of Vermont. The landscape soon changed from seeing millions of trees to seeing great landscapes and the lake itself. It was mainly grey skies today, so the lake wasn’t at its best, but still very impressive anyway. As soon as my route took me close to the lake, I visited Sand Bar State Park. This consists of a length of lake edge, a strip of grass and a large car park. Not that I wanted to, but nobody was allowed to swim in the water due to the high levels of bacteria. So, I paid $3 for the privilege of parking in an empty car park for the 10 minutes I was there, which is not a problem as State Parks do cost money to run and maintain, so I don’t mind paying my share. I did wonder however who decided a lake edge, a strip of grass and a car park was worthy of “State Park” status. As I rode away, I had the Joni Mitchell song Big Yellow Taxi in my mind... "They took all the trees, put 'em in a tree museum and charged the people a dollar and a half just to see 'em". Maybe I felt the same about the lake edge?

If you look carefully in the first of these two pictures of Sand Bar State Park, you might just see my bike parked in the vast empty car park....







































The ride north though the lake (there are a series of islands joined by causeways) was interesting as the lake appears on the left, then the right, then back on the left and so on. I was surprised that I didn’t see bigger houses on the islands – I thought they would be a magnet for the wealthy, but it didn’t appear to be the attraction I thought it might be. Maybe the bigger houses were away from the main road. Here are The leading Ladies next to the lake....




















Just before leaving Vermont, at the northern end of the lake is a strange old building. Not strange because of anything to do with the building itself, but with its location. It is called U.S. Fort Montgomery and here is a poor picture of it across the water.... it was a hazy day....




















This is what a sign about the fort said.... “Before you are the ruins of U.S Fort Montgomery. This massive fortification, built over a 30-year period starting in 1844, was constructed on the site of a much smaller fort, which was started in 1816. The first stronghold on this site came to be known as “Fort Blunder” because it was built on land discovered to be north of the United States – Canada border. It was abandoned before completion.” Oops, can you imagine finding this out after 30 years of construction? We have all done things that when we realised we goofed-up then felt really bad, but how did the person feel when got this wrong!!! That must have been one heck of an “Oh-shit” moment!

This is the bridge that carries one back from Vermont into New York State at Rouses Point....




















As soon as you cross the bridge you are faced with a simple decision....























Had Mrs F been with me, we would have turned right as I would have taken her to Montreal to catch a plane. Being on my own, I turned left.

As I went from Vermont back into NY State and the difference was noticeable straight away – that part of NY is much more affluent than its neighbouring part of Vermont. The house are bigger and the whole feel of the place is more up-beat.

After travelling north for some way, it was now turn to head south along the western shore of Lake Champlain. There are many farms here – something I haven’t seen a lot of on my tour so far. I passed one structure that I didn’t have a clue what it was, so I turned around and went and asked. I was greeted by a guy about 6 foot tall with a long grey beard, who told me his nickname was ZZ Top! He said he rode a Harley and he explained that his long beard was fun on the bike, as it often parted in the wind and got pushed back into his wife’s face when she was on the back of his bike. She had been known to tie his beard in a knot behind his head to keep it out of her eyes. I wish I had taken a picture of him.

ZZ Top told me the structure was a plant for storing and mixing different types of grain and corn, to be chopped and blended to feed to the one million chickens that lay on the land behind the plant. One million chickens!!! It was an egg farm I had stopped at and I now wish I had asked to be shown around, but my silly British reserve got in the way. Note to self – ask, or you shall not find! Here is a picture of the plant....



























Next I saw one of those sights you don’t quite believe as you take in what you are looking at.... is that really a line of tractors stretched out across the field.....




















I of course had to go back and find out what this was all about, so I rode my bike into the farm and found a guy cleaning out a barn. His name was Tony Trombly, the latest in a line of Trombly’s to run the farm since 1916, appropriately called “John Deere Hill Dairy Farm”. They were his tractors and they were all made by John Deere. Wait for it.... he had 70 of them! In addition, he has 40 John Deere snowmobiles (“John Deere made 40 different models, so it took a long time to collect them all”). Here is Tony standing next to a 1938 model that he had recently taken to a tractor show....




















It was a strange but enjoyable sight seeing all the tractors, so I took a walk along the line of all 70 and took some photos....

A 1957 model. A very good year....




















This one was very old – note the wheels....




















The long line looking back up to the farm buildings....



























I loved this 1935 model....




















Seen better days....




















A very early model in good condition....




















The biggest tractor at the end of the line. Note the double wheels, and bizarrely, a snowmobile on the roof....




















It was all very strange, but great fun. I didn’t ask where the 40 snowmobiles were!

I stopped at the H-D dealer in Plattsburgh to get some goodies for giving the Leading Ladies a wash, and I saw this chopper with a shovelhead engine. Nice....




















I checked in at a really nice (and at $45, a very cheap) motel very near to Ausable Chasm, to find a few bass boats already there. There is a large (150 boat) fishing competition on the lake tomorrow, so I took a look at the boats and spoke to the fishermen, some of who do bass fishing full time and make enough money at it to be professional fishermen. Nice work if you can get it....




















A 250 HP outboard motor....



























I decided to check into a motel very early today, so that I could give The Leading Ladies a wash. They were much happier afterwards.

I had dinner at Dana’s Rusty Anchor which is right on the lake. Here is the view from the restaurant....




















The server, a young Harley-owning guy at college wanted to know all about the tour, my bike......etc. He almost sat down with me to hear more!

Finally, just for Bobscoot, because I know he likes his food, I had a delicious Lobster and Crab Baked Pie and Strawberry Sponge cake.... Here is the cake....




















A great day!

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

Strange Sights, plus My Bike Gets A Name!

Day 21.

Today was a quiet, simply riding day. People have told me and I have read that Vermont is a beautiful state, which parts of it are. However, like most places in the world, if trees cover just about every part of the landscape, you begin to feel some degree of repetition as you ride mile after mile of very similar views of trees, trees and more trees. The trouble with trees are they block the view. I saw a few hills, a few rivers and even fewer lakes that I am sure are there if you could see past the trees. As the day went on, I felt as though something was missing and sadly, I considered that maybe Vermont wasn’t as good as I had expected. I am sure it is fantastic in the snow.

As a consequence, I didn’t take many photos today, but some that I did were of some strange things.

Near Talcville, Vermont, there was a BMW motorbike used as what I thought was a statue, but on checking it out later, it turned out to be advertising a BMW motorcycle shop called Emerson Motor Works, which specialises in the repair and restoration of BMW’s....





















In Pittsfield Town, Vermont, I passed and went back to take a picture of two fuel pumps sitting on their own on some grass. This looked very peculiar, but cool. I wondered what they were doing there and I appreciated the wacky nature of them being there, just on their own....





















At a ski resort (there are lots of these on route 100 going north through Vermont) called Killington, there was a golf course at quite a high elevation, with many golf carts sitting in eager anticipation of being used. I checked with one of the golfers and as I suspected, the golfing season is short, but twice a year, just as the snows are arriving and then as they are melting on the upper slopes, it is one of the few places you can play golf in the morning and ski in the afternoon. I liked the way the carts were lined up, awaiting a golfer who doesn’t need the exercise of walking....














































I filled up with fuel at Waitsfield and grabbed some lunch and almost straight away after rejoining the road, in a grass field, what looks like someone’s personal tribute to the war dead in Iraq and Afghanistan. The symbolism and impact of the sheer number of flags was very striking and bought home the futility of war and of the USA’s (and the UK’s) involvement in what appears to some to be a struggle not worth fighting for. Whatever the politics of the matter, I applaud the person that created this....









































There are a number of covered wooden bridges in Vermont. They are covered to protect the wooden bridge deck from the weather, thereby dramatically extending their lifespan. They are very cool....





















The last of today’s photos is of some falls at the side of route 100 approaching Stowe....



























Probably like most people on a road trip, getting an internet service can be patchy, but I try to upload to my blog every day, send and receive e-mails and even try to find time to look at other blogs that I am following. Apologies if I don't respond to blog comments or respond to e-mails as quickly as I should, but hey, I am doing what I can.

There was one e-mail I received yesterday that was so cool that I am going to comment on it here. One of my readers, Randy in Santa Barbara wrote and told me "Enjoying your blog very much of your travels across America. In fact as I was emailing a friend in Deer Isle Maine he looked up from his computer and you and Paul were riding by with your distinctive helmet". How great is that - Paul and I were recognised on the road!! Thanks for letting me know Randy!!


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I have now chosen a name for my bike.

I would like to thank all those that sent in suggestions, including Titch’s Mum, who send in some ideas from near Scunthorpe in England.

Some of the suggestions I received were good, some funny, some scandalous, but I have decided to go for....

“The Leading Ladies”.

Now wherever I go on my bike, I can say The Leading Ladies came with me.

I have noticed however, they are a bit grubby, so The Leading Ladies need a wash!

Monday, 12 July 2010

Vermont and the Bridge of Flowers

I had a good day riding through some of Vermont today. Saw a lot of trees ! Also, saw lots of roads with nice bends in them – yeah! 213 miles of mainly twisty roads – heaven!

I woke early (I still cannot shake off 0530 mornings from so many years of waking at that time for work) and opened the curtains to the motel to see this view, so I had to grab my camera....





















A good start to the day, methinks.

Just a short way from the motel, I started to see many things with an Native Indian theme. I then realised I was riding along part of the Mohawk Trail. Much was very commercial, so I rode passed much I what I saw, but not too far into my morning I found a statue called “Hail to the Sunrise”, which is in memory of the Mohawk Indian. It is a life size sculpture dated 1932, of a Mohawk welcoming the sun as it rises, so I thought it appropriate that I include the sun in the photo I took of it. I was quite pleased with the end result....




























Just a little further on, I found what must be the smallest school I have ever seen. This is appropriately called “The Little Red School” and this is dated 1828. I tried to picture what the school kids must have looked like as they attended the school nearly 200 years ago....





















I then found something quite remarkable and I loved it. Wait for it.... it is a place with flowers..... ! Yes I know flowers are not normally the subject of biking blogs, but this is well worth a mention. I had heard about a place where an old and largely un-used bridge was taken over by the local women who put flowers on it, and it became known as the Bridge of Flowers. Not normally being one to be interested in things horticultural, I thought I would take a quick look and be on my way. Well, I was blown away be this bridge, as what the local women have done to it is stunning. It is at a place called Shelburne Falls in Massachusetts and the bridge was originally opened in 1908 as a trolley bridge between the towns on either side of the Deerfield River. The 400 foot long bridge was abandoned with the passing of the trolley line in 1928.

In 1929 the local Woman’s Club had the idea of transforming the structure into a flower bridge and have kept it going ever since. Just take a look at these pictures....








































































































































































As you can see, the transformation from a bridge into a Bridge of Flowers is quite something. Ok, no more talk about flowers. I promise.

This is a picture of Shelburne Falls....



























There is nothing very remarkable about the falls themselves, but right next to them are some strange circular holes in the rock that are called Glacial Potholes and were formed during the last ice-age. I can’t imagine how they were formed, but they are pretty cool....



























The next two pictures are especially for my friend Ian Solley, who nearly always rides his 7 Ages custom bikes wearing Converse footwear. I rode passed and then stopped at something called the 3rd Street Sculpture Park, which basically is somewhere for kids to try their hand at street art. The quality of the first picture below isn’t very good, but I have included it to show the size of the sculpture, which is a pair of bright red Converse shoes. So Ian, just for you....



















































Being an engineer, I like things like bridges and large structures, so after a huge portion of pork, mash potatoes and gravy (yum, but there goes the diet again!), I went to see Townshend Dam. As you can see, the water level is very low compared to the top of the dam an I had heard of water shortages in the northeast and this goes to show that they must be short of a lot of water!





















I was now well into Vermont and you cannot help but be struck by its beauty....



































































Oops, how did another bridge picture get in here?

Skiing obviously plays a big part of life in Vermont. I was talking to a local who said there are really only two seasons in these parts – Winter and July! It is easy to see what he meant, with the beauty of the countryside in full bloom at this time of year and all of the hints about what the rest of the year must be like – there are snowploughs, snowmobiles, ski shops, ski resorts, ice warning signs and other snow related stuff everywhere. This is the Stratton Ski resort, which looks as if it has been lifted from Switzerland....



























I liked the way these school buses were all lined up....





















I had seen on my mapping software that there was one road that appeared to go from the base to the peaks of one ski resort at Mt. Okemo. I couldn’t resist the 3200 foot climb and the view from the top was stunning, which this picture doesn’t do justice to due to the haze there was today....





















On the way back down I stopped to look down some of the ski-runs. It is strange to think that the place on the road where I stopped is part of the ski-run and that skiers slide over the snow covering the roadway probably without even realising what is under their skis. The view down looks very steep without snow....





















Finally, this lake is near where I am staying tonight. It was good of the people to smile and wave as this guy on a Harley stopped and took a picture of them....