Entries Tagged as Routes & Rides
Here was the idea: A getaway weekend. Not too far, but far enough. How to get there, and how to get back? The plan was hatched to take the Amtrak train to San Luis Obispo and return by bicycle. It was about 150-160 miles, as near as we could estimate, so that would be a two-day return trip.
Winter had stayed too long; although I had been active -- walking, hiking, cross-country skiing, and cycling for transportation -- I had not been bike touring. I felt the need to do something that would pare the fat off the soul, and maybe even scare the **** out of me. Even though the adventure was going to be only about 90 miles round trip and close to home, the bike with gear weighed 60-plus pounds and we were taking a route I had never been on. So, my imagination wandered, but I was ready for the new adventure.
My youngest two boys Ben (4) and Brandon (3) seemed to be in no hurry to make the transition from diapers to underwear; that is, until the promise of a special adventure just with Dad became the perfect motivation! Last year's maiden voyage with Ben was a huge success, so I could hardly wait for the moment when Brandon was ready. Finally, last weekend I completed my second Bike Overnight, a 7-mile climb from our house to the nearest regional park campground, with Brandon in tow, his 12-inch-wheeled bike strapped on top of the trailer packed with most of our gear.
I'm just back from a fine mountain bike overnight micro-adventure in Queensland, Australia: Boonah to Mount Joyce base camp, and back again (a slightly different way). I’m doing these overnighters both because I like doing them and to gain experience for The Big Expedition later in the year.
I recommend the Withlacoochee State Trail in central Florida. It’s 46 miles of paved goodness! My husband and I rode it in both directions on a three-day adventure in February 2014.
Twenty-one years after finishing my first cross-county bicycle tour at Yankee Stadium, I ride north on the Hudson River Valley Greenway along Manhattan’s west side. I share the trail with joggers and bike commuters sometimes going faster than the rush hour motor traffic on the parallel Henry Hudson Parkway. It’s a crisp 42-degree early November morning, about the time of year I seem to do bike overnights, past peak bike touring season. Yet I’m warmed by the sun in a cloudless sky.
I set out on a weekend with my brother to do a little Bay Area bike camping. The route we took was Belmont to San Gregorio via Old La Honda Road. In San Gregorio the general store provides live music on the weekend, so we swung in before riding over to Pescadero via Stage Road.