Vermont ride report: Part 4

Gearing up for a ride...

It was time to branch out a little, and wander further from the lake house. At this point, I have stayed within easy rescue distance, due to concerns that the bike might conk out. While I would have been happy to visit the same local roads again, my friend had taken the time to make a Google Map for me, highlighting some of the best roads in the extended area for riding. He is a native of these parts, and I knew that they would not disappoint. Time to get a little more adventurous…

I checked the bike out in the garage that is here on the property. It’s amazing to travel all this way, but still have a comfortable space to tinker with the bike, when needed. This happens to be a far more rustic shop than Moto Preserve, and served me well, while at the same time making me feel like a farmer.

This time I would head north on VT Route 15, about 50 miles up to a town called Jeffersonville, where I would then hit VT Route 108 which takes you south through the Smuggler’s Notch ski resort. Winding up the mountain and back down through hair pin twisties would be a challenge, especially with the Saturday traffic out in full-force. The roads were crammed with bicyclists, pushing themselves up an incline that would have killed me. This is a pastime I can’t understand, but there they were, pedaling straight up hill…

The day was beautiful, despite the Weather Channel app insisting that thunder storms were coming. I passed some unique and interesting local flavor along the way. This is one of the biggest challenges to riding in areas that you don’t know, resisting the temptation to swivel your head at every oddity, each garage sale, and all the vistas that might make for the perfect photo.

People say the strangest things...

The trip clocked in at about 110 miles. I took the first half at a leisurely pace, but once I realized that I was running late for dinner, which would be the first time I was to meet the girlfriend’s father, I high tailed it back to the lake. That last leg put the bike through it’s paces, and it was nice to see that it was performing up to par, with a minimum speed of about 60mph the entire last 40 miles, through some of the best curving, meandering roads I’ve ever ridden.

I’m not sure if I will get another good ride in, since it seems the promised thunder storms are finally on their way. But this has been the nicest motorcycle trip I’ve experienced so far….even meeting the girlfriend’s Father didn’t put a damper on the thrills of riding these roads!

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