Breakfast on our first day of biking was a cranberry/blueberry/raspberry oatmeal with nuts. This would be my usual breakfast fare at the Outdoor Lodge in Glen Sutton. This day’s bike ride was called the Covered Bridges ride. Everyone loaded up in the van and we drove across the border to Vermont. The two hardy riders, Phil and Karie got out at the base of the first big hill in Vermont. The rest of us drove to the top of the hill. This was the first of several free rides that we enjoyed on our trip. The rest of us unloaded at the top of the hill and sailed our bikes down the hill and through our first covered bridge into Montgomery. We stopped at the general store, I got a coffee and I got Anne’s bike a new bar end cap at the local bike shop.
We continued heading southward into Vermont and up hill from Montgomery. We stopped at a roadside park for a break and one of our teammates snapped the picture above of Anne and I. Don’t you just love my helmet hair? We continued biking through moose crossings and by beaver dams. We had another big decent into Belvidere Center, where we stopped for lunch at the city park. I got the bluebird picture there after lunch. This first day I hauled the lunches in my messenger’s bag. Subsequently, I let the van haul the sandwiches.
We continued biking, heading through Waterville on our way to Jeffersonville, where the short ride finished. I called Kayak Women to ask her to put the word out that I would not be blogging for a few days. Even there, cell phone coverage was a bit sketchy. I elected to go for extra miles and rode on to Cambridge, just like the big dogs. I got forty miles and Anne got thirty-two miles for our first day. In Cambridge, after the van arrived, we were like lemmings crossing Vermont highway fifteen to buy six packs of beer.
Diner was lasagna, a salad with a guacamole like dressing, fresh corn served as steamed kernels, layered chocolate cheese cake with blueberries and raspberries on the side. After dinner, Stephen played a docu-drama about a Dr. Gerald Bull. Dr. Bull was at one time a resident of the Eastern Townships, where Glen Sutton is located. At one time the government had set him up in the neighborhood, with a secret test facility, in order to develop super guns, as in Big Bertha style artillery. He was in the news at the time of the first Gulf War. He was building a super gun for Saddam, but the Israelis assassinated him, before he completed it.