Old Saybrook to Mystic

Tim has been very good about sending blogs as we go. I kept up pretty well until we neared the shore. Must be the air, but I didn’t want to do much more than look at pictures and hit the sack each night. Now that we have reached Block Island and are happily enconced at the Schneider House, 554 Center Road, I’ll see if I can catch up.

Tim promised more about the missed ice cream opportunities between Old Saybrook and Mystic. This happened because we stayed overnight at the Comfort Inn, Old Saybrook. It was a wonderful place to stay, and I would stay there again EXCEPT we left too early to find any of the ice cream shops open. Since you haven’t been able to taste the ice cream anyway, you could still benefit from a photo survey of three ice cream shops between Old Saybrook and Mystic. There may be more of them, but these are the three we saw.

Here’s the first: Old Lyme Ice Cream Shoppe. A short detour out of our way, but a lovely ride. We learned about this ice cream (and tried some) at the Pilot House. We arrived around 10am.

Next, again too early, we visited Hallmark. We have tried their ice cream on other trips—wonderful!

We hadn’t heard about this one, but I’m sad to say, it too was closed. (Open means open for the season, not necessarily open now) We were hungry by this time, so we bought a snack at the convenience store next door.

Next the ride through New London. I love this ride. I think I have asked Tim to stop for this picture before, but oh well, I did it again. For our friend Christina.

Highlights of New London—at least from my point of view

Tim sitting by the Mystic River and composing a blog entry.

Highlights of Mystic

Another leg of our trip completed. We have arrived at Tim’s sister and brother-in-law’s house on Mason’s Island in Mystic. More in my next blog about our final ride to the ferry at Point Judith.

Hillsdale, NY to Norfolk, CT

Before I post today’s photographs I’d like to ask a question of my fellow readers. I’m currently in the second book of the Inspector Montalbano series by Andrea Camilleri – thank you Poppy! Amazon made a recommendation today, based on my interest in Deborah Crombie’s books featuring Duncan Kincaid and Gemma James. It’s another British mystery series, this one by Peter Lovesey. It’s about Detective Superintendent Peter Diamond. The first book is called The Last Detective. Have any of my book advisors (and others) tried this series?

And now on to today. . .

Clouds returned and rain was in the forecast. I prepared for the ride by donning my rain pants and rain coat. Tim’s strategy was to keep all his rain gear in the Yak Sak, with the idea that he would unpack it and put it on after it started raining—exposing everything in the sack to the rain. In spite of the fact that we reached our destination without experiencing more than a few sprinkles, I’m sure I was correct. I was prepared!

We rode by many of the flowers in the pictures above. I remember John told us years ago that they are wild parsnips. But some were taller than we were (at least taller than we were sitting on the trike). How does one know when the giant hogweed is what one is looking at? I wasn’t about to stroke these plants to find out.

We left Route 23 just west of Great Barrington. Once again the GPS directed us onto quiet roads with little traffic. Above you can see the monument to Shay’s Rebellion and on the lower left a ghost car passes us. Just to let you know there was a little traffic – but not too much.

Tim has been reading a book about exercise called The First Twenty Minutes. He (who usually forgets to eat when we are working hard) is now giving me lectures on eating enough while we ride. I’m sorry to say that the cool weather and the time of day that we pass ice cream stands (many are closed) have prevented us from making what I consider to be a sufficient number of ice cream stops. Above you can see my substitute (at least for today). On the way in to Norfolk we stopped for a quick lunch. I love onion rings, but NEVER order them—you can imagine how not good for you they are. But this was a bike trip and I hadn’t had any ice cream today. The onion rings were wonderful.

Just as were were approaching our final destination, the chain broke—again! With the Mountain View Inn in sight, just up the road, we had to stop. Once again Tim repaired the chain, and we made it up the hill just as the rain began to fall.

Safe and dry for another night. Thank you!!

Bike Trip/ Trike Trip #XII – Brooktondale to Block Island – 2011

We have taken a tandem bike/tricycle trip from Brooktondale to either Nantucket or Block Island eleven times. However, for the last three years, for various reasons, we haven’t made the bike ride. Something clicked this year and long before the big rain started this spring, we decided we’d like to try again. We reserved a cottage (the same we have been in for several years) on Block Island for the first three weeks in June, and since then we’ve been making moves toward planning for the trip on our tandem tricycle.

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