Everything was fine... roads were what I expected, a mix of ice, sand, and salt slush... studs were doing their thing... I even had to stop and take off a layer as took the back way to avoid traffic. I rolled past the old farms and the fishhouses with the traps put up for the winter.
It started to snow lightly and I decided to take the back, back way and enter the National Park where the roads are closed, and unplowed or maintained, for the winter and REALLY avoid any traffic. The surface was beautiful for biking with studs... About an inch of textured rhine ice on the bottom with another inch of drifted/compacted snow on top, and very consistent with no ruts from traffic.
My fenders were doing their best to contain the spray of snow from the tires... and my Thermos was doing its best to keep my tea hot and protected from the cold. I find hot tea a must when riding in the winter...
It got darker and started to snow harder as I climbed above town and looked out over the Bay... but the road was so nice I decided to blow off my morning at work and continue on the Loop Road to climb Cadillac Mt. one last time before it got snowed in for the winter.
The wind picked up and the snow started blowing as I climbed and rounded the exposed side of the mountain. I had to start picking my way through the drifts that were forming. I was glad to have the MTB gearing on my bike. The 22T front on a 26T rear doesn't get used much but when it does...Phew!
Closer to the summit and the drifts got deep enough that I had to get off a few times and tromp through them as I'd start to drag my pedals and rear derailleur which would start to skip on the cassette.
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I --
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference
Around the last hairpin to get off the mountain and into town to my office. I pulled in at Noon instead of 9:00 and had worked up an appetite for some Mee Pud lunch from my friend at the Thai restaurant. Sitting at my desk in my warm office seemed a million miles away from where I'd been just an hour before on the summit. Despite the warmth and the tasty food, I think I liked the summit better...
We spent a week camping at Acadia National Park, and I'll have to say it is one of the most beautiful national parks and surprisingly "undiscovered." I didn't do any cycling there but a lot of hiking. If you live on the East Coast (or elsewhere) and you've never visited there, put it on your list of places to go.
One of my fondest memories is stopping at a roadside restaurant and ordering "lobster rolls" and fresh blueberry pie, while sitting outside at a table overlooking a harbor. I could have sat there eating pie all day. It was my daughter's first real experience camping, and she had the time of her life.
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