Another fabulously gorgeous weather weekend in the Adirondacks! I was happy that John was home this weekend to be my biking buddy This was the Travers weekend at the track in Saratoga, so we wanted to avoid that traffic/people mess. Lake George had a car/boat show, not to mention we were just at the lake on Thursday, so we decided on Schuylerville and Espressohuis. John plotted out a route for us to go to make sure we got in 40 miles. I don’t know why, but it doesn’t feel like a long enough ride unless we get to at least 40. I know, please smack me. John said he added an extra road to our route that didn’t seem too hilly to bump up the miles (cue dramatic music).
We stopped early in the ride about 6 miles in for a light lunch:
Egg bagel sammie! Not many pictures for a bit. We really just cooked along without stopping from here for another 15 miles. Since I thought the rest of the ride would be mostly gentle hills for the ride home, I attacked all the hills on this part of the ride, trying to maintain a minimum speed on them for a challenge.
Then a stop for a stretch. Another historical house and marker:
Around mile 25, we ended up in Schuylerville!
We sat on the deck to enjoy our treat:
My drink and peanut butter cuppie!
This cupcake is actually pretty small. Very good, but I wish it was just a tiny bit bigger! I do like coming here for our snack, too. The owner is very nice. After relaxing, we headed towards home and the new extended ride.
We turned down the new road. Sometimes I get anxious feeling when going a new route since I have no spatial relation to how long it is or the road conditions, terrain, etc. This road was rolling hills and farmland. We stopped our bikes and it was so, so quiet. I have never been on a road so quiet. There was no traffic noise at all – only the noise of insects and birds.
Then I see this ahead. I was all, “Aw, hell no!”
It doesn’t look as bad in this picture as it looked in real life. I was really balking about going up and kind of wanted to turn around and go back home our normal way. See, you can’t see past the trees there and I just knew that the hill kept going (and I was right). I had almost hit a wall with the new road and being a bit tired, but decided to go ahead and tackle it. We were around 35 miles on the day at this point. About 1/4 of the way up, I was thinking there was no way I was going to get to the top since I was already in a low gear. How slow can you go and not fall over, right? Pretty slow, it turns out LOL. I finally put my head down and just ground it out. Wobbled to the top, whew! I told John that had I known about this hill, I would have had 2 cupcakes.
It did afford us with a nice view, though.
You can see forever.
I was really discombobulated, though. I could not quite wrap my head around where we were in relation to home, but it was pretty. There were more rolling hills until we got dumped out just outside of the village about a mile and a half from home. John said we didn’t end up quite where he thought, so we must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. One last climb to home and I was complete toast LOL!
Total miles: 42.5
Average speed: 12.9 mph
Top speed: 29.7 (eek!)
Calories burned: 1374 – although with the hill work, this is probably low.