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Friday Eye Candy: Niagara Falls and the Erie Canal

Horseshoe Falls at Niagara thunders away with the huge old electrical power plant in the distance. We got soaked from the mist and spray even far away from it.

Horseshoe Falls at Niagara thunders away with the huge old electrical power plant in the distance. We got soaked from the mist and spray even far away from it.

Last week was our first in fall weather. Heading east from Niagara Falls, we crossed a ten-lane-but-none-for-bikes bridge out of Canada (in the commercial truck lane) and rejoined America on 9/11. Crazy to think it was 13 years ago that day that I left for college, hopping into my little Corolla to drive to California. Ah fall, a time for wistful nostalgia.

Days are cooler, down in the 60’s frequently during the day (37 this morning). The changing seasons has the dual effect of getting me stoked and also feeling ok chilling in a coffee shop sipping hot chai. Which is exactly what I’m doing as I write this, rows of Apple laptops arrayed around me.

These pictures are from a handful of days traversing from Niagara past Rochester, New York. Almost all of 150 miles were spent on fantastic gravel towpath trails along the Erie Canal, plus other canals. It’s such an extensive network that we could have followed them over 500 miles toward the coast of New York! Crunching along on tiny limestone chunks away from cars past tiny towns with names like Lockport, Middleport, and PortPortPort was a nice break from traffic and reaffirmed once again that off-road touring is something we have to try out.

Today we ride north from Ithaca toward Lake Ontario. We spent the last week doing a lovely 200 mile detour through the Finger Lakes region and now we’re heading toward the Adirondack Mountains! Time flies on.

Happy fall from Gimme! Coffee in upstate New York,

Dakota

A foggy, cool morning on a canal in NY.

A foggy, cool morning on a canal in NY.

A much-leaned-upon railing overlooking Horseshoe Falls in Niagara. Notice Chelsea's awesome tan lines from her cycling gloves!

A much-leaned-upon railing overlooking Horseshoe Falls in Niagara. Notice Chelsea’s awesome tan lines from her cycling gloves!

End of the Erie Canal! 150 miles of great gravel riding away from cars. Flat, but tough riding since the trail was soft from rain the night before.

End of the Erie Canal! 150 miles of great gravel riding away from cars. Flat, but tough riding since the trail was soft from rain the night before.

A tour boat cruises below American Falls, which carries about 1/10 the water of Horseshoe Falls.

A tour boat cruises below American Falls, which carries about 1/10 the water of Horseshoe Falls.

A bee nuzzles flowers in Niagara Falls.

A bee nuzzles flowers in Niagara Falls.

Sun cuts through above the canal trail.

Sun cuts through above the canal trail.

Leaping from a photo vantage point on an Erie Canal bridge.

Leaping from a photo vantage point on an Erie Canal bridge.

A farmer chugs off into the sunset after a day's work.

A farmer chugs off into the sunset after a day’s work.

We Biked to Niagara Falls!

Niagara Falls

Holy smokin’ frijoles, how did that happen? Ohio, Pennsylvania, New York and back into Canada for the second time on this trip. I can’t believe we just biked to Niagara! I feel like a giant spring coiled in the Midwest and suddenly sproing we’re in New England overnight.

Last Friday night near Cleveland, as if to send us off into the Northeast, there was a gigantic thunderstorm that cleared the slate. We weathered it in the Riders Inn, a B&B 200 years old. The inn featured Underground Railroad tunnels beneath it and tales of hosting soldiers during the war of 1812 told by the salty woman who runs the place. We woke to a new world. Humidity, gone. Temps in the low 70’s beneath blue skies with birds chirping. Fair maidens at picturesque farm stands hand us grapes and frosty-cold beverages along Lake Erie’s coast as if we are royalty.

Vineyards along the shores of Lake Erie.

Vineyards along the shores of Lake Erie.

Now we slow the pace – fewer miles, more days off – to enjoy the scenery and fall colors as they flicker on in orange and red. Hitting New England in September was our plan from the start and we aren’t in a rush, so linger we shall. We are 3,200 miles and 75 days in with about 800 miles to go. We could do that in 15 days if we got after it, but we’re aiming for 30 days. Yessss. As a guy we talked to along the way said, “That doesn’t sound like a vacation, that sounds like work!” Time for more of a vacation feel. Our nerves and energy levels are frayed and beaten down from the last month in the Midwest and I think we’ve earned a respite!

And with that, I’m off to find a barrel so I can launch off the falls. Ciao for now, amigos.

Dakota

Fresh grapes at a farm stand? Yes please!

Fresh grapes at a farm stand? Yes please!

Fall is on the way!

Fall is on the way!

A full rainbow crests Horseshoe Falls at Niagara.

A full rainbow crests Horseshoe Falls at Niagara to welcome us.