Tuesday I needed a break so I packed up some clothes, some food, and the bike and headed for my sailboat. It's an old 1968 Pearson Wanderer 30' and really rugged built. She is really pretty to look at and I have tried to keep her in good shape. I don't have the bank acounts that some folks have so I have to do all the work on her myself.
As soon as I was all settled in on the boat the storm warnings started coming in on the weather radio so I just hunkered down. I spent the rest of the day reading (Clive Cussler) and hanging out at marina. For those of you that don't hang out in marinas they are like little towns. Everyone knows who you are and all about your boat and your life. We sit around drink coffee and talk about trips we have taken and trips we would like to take. We also talk about our wives and families. As the day closes we usually switch to beer...
After a good nights sleep on the boat I woke to a beautiful sunrise and rowing teams practicing behind my boat. Wow some of those folks really are in shape. I started feeling a little guilty with all these people out there doing their body good and I am sitting there drinking my second cup of coffee. Ok put on bike duds and go get the bike out of the truck and go.
The city where the marina is is very enlightened being close to Cornell and Ithaca.They decided that the city should build bike and walking paths. Sounds like a good idea but I don't think they really had ridden on a bike before. There is one part of the path that goes from near the marina to a loop of about five miles through the woods and around a park. I decided five miles was not enough so I went the other way on the path. It was also a nice ride going through some trees and going to the farmers market. When I get to the farmers market I come to a sign that says future home of bike path and it just ends. Hmm good planning. I know there is a bike path across the canal so I play in search of. I end up riding along the railroad in giant gravel that I am sure will pop my tires any second. After cutting behind some businesses I come out on one of the busiest streets in town. I am thinking oh well how bad can it be...yikes it was scary. As I was crossing the bridge with no where to hang to the right a lady starts crowd me and I am trying to make eye contact with her. Well it is a little hard to make eye contact with someone curling their eyelashes while driving..jeeze what a dummy. The rest of the ride went well and I got my ten miles in without getting killed.
For some reason I am not feeling it today but I need to keep moving and get a ride in as there are less than 30 days left before Tour de Cure in Watkins Glenn NY...
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