Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Ann Arbor, MI to Ontario, Canada, to Grand Island, NY

Hi I'm back....  Again I had little to no internet access while traveling across Ontario, Canada mainly because I was tent camping and the one night I stayed in a hotel, the internet connection was terrible.

So,  The route for each day is as follows

Tuesday 5 June 2018  Ann Arbor, MI to Detroit MI
Wednesday 6 June 2018  Detroit, MI to Leamington, Ontario, Canada
Thursday 7 June 2018 Leamington, ON to Clearville, ON
Friday 8 June 2018  Clearville, ON to Port Stanley, ON
Saturday 9 June 2018 Port Stanley, ON to Vittoria, ON
Sunday 10 June 2018 Vittoria, ON to Dunnville, ON
Monday 11 June 2018 Dunnville, ON, Canada to Grand Island, NY, USA

That is a weeks worth of riding.  I hope that I can remember at least 1/2 of what happened  :-)


As Jeff and I left Ann Arbor we went through more farm country.  Cornfields, soybean fields, wheat fields. 
Lots of red barns

and some hughe houses

As we approached Detroit some nice neighborhoods.


A high school with three murals on the street side of the building




As we got closer to the center of Detroit it was very depressing.  You could see that the area at one time was very affluent. BUT now...  In the next few pictures most of the 1900 era housing is burned out and or boarded up.  Maybe 1 in 10 houses are being lived in and are in good shape.




A burned out house right next door to one that is well maintained.

A little further into the city some well maintained mansions.  And yet one or two streets either side are more burned out houses.

There are a few streets where the houses are being purchased and renovated.  Jeff and I stayed with a couple that purchased a house and are deep in the midst of renovation.

Adrian and Diana.  Our host in Detroit.  Lots of positive energy from both.

Jeff and I left early Wednesday morning to catch the bus that goes under the Detroit River.  That is the only way to get from Detroit to Windsor, ON.  Apparently years ago bicyclists could cross the river on the Ambassador Bridge, but this is no longer a possibility. 




 After we crossed into Canada we headed south east first on city streets then a bicycle path that paralleled the main highway.  We then transitioned to a dirt path.

Many miles on dirt path that had loose gravel on top

It transitioned to this for about 3 miles then back to the loose gravel path.

We stopped at this small diner for breakfast.  We had eggs with peameal bacon


some of the small diners we stopped at have homemade bake goods for sale that are Excellent!


The grain silo pictures are the old style. The farmer collects the entire corn plant, just before it turns brown at the end of the growing season and grinds it up and fills up the silo. If you look closely at the second picture you will see two doors at the bottom of the shoot on the side of the silo.  These doors are at each level all the way to the top.  To empty the silo the farmer would go to the  highest door in the silo to where the corn was located and shovel the corn out the door.  As the corn level dropped the farmer would take out the next lower door and continue to empty the silo.
This silo is missing the cover


Lake Erie in the distance

Fruit trees with windmills in the background


Shortly after these pictures were taken, my riding partner Jeff made an untimely detour off the pavement onto a very soft shoulder then an immediate left onto the pavement and down he went. Gravel rash, bruised right leg and hip  and broken helmet.  I made Jeff sit for a while then he insisted that we continue to the campground.  Once we arrived at the campground I suggested that I call my friends in New York and they could come and pick him up.  Jeff wanted to wait until we had some dinner and then see how he felt.  After dinner, the adrenaline rush Jeff had been feeling went away and the pain in his leg and hip got worse he decided that maybe he needed a ride home.  After a few phone calls to coordinate getting Jeff picked up, Robbie Roberts from Leamington, the person we had stayed with the previous night would be to the campground to pick up Jeff in the morning. Jeff's brother Bruce came up from the Dayton Ohio area and took Jeff home.  Jeff was extremely lucky.  He didn't break any bones, just soft tissue damage.    


After Robbie Roberts picked up Jeff I headed east.

Blueberry bushes.

cornfields
I met 6 different cyclists heading west.  The first three were 3 guys that just graduated from Harvard. and were doing a Boston to San Francisco ride.  We talked for only a couple of minutes and they headed west.  I then met John at a small diner.  We talked for about 30 minutes and he gave me good tips about the road ahead, including information about a detour I needed to take because of a bridge being out in Port Bruce and a tip about a place to stay in Port Stanley.
John 

A couple from Chicago that were going to take the ferry 
from Leamington, Ontario to Sandusky, Ohio


more fruit trees


Near Port Stanley a rail yard that reconditions old rail cars that will be used as local tourist trains.





Lake Erie from Port Stanley

Lake Erie from Port Stanley

Leaving Port Stanley

Some of the dirt road I traveled on

Corn starting to come up.


one VERY steep hill.  I walked up most of this hill.  When I got off the bike the cycle computer was showing a 14% grade.  Even walking, I had to stop 3 or 4 times to catch my breath.

Port Burwell Submarine Museum 

The leaning barn of Ontario

Cherry trees

Sunrise from Vittoria

Warmshowers host in Vittoria, ON  Klaas and Engelina

Fruit trees

Picking asparagus 


Is this where frog legs come from


The next 3 pictures are a little information on how the windmills work.  There were several panels with different information.  I only took pictures of these three.



Mowing a hay field

There are hundreds of windmills along the north shore of Lake Erie

A fixer upper. Apparently the owner has lights inside the vehicle 
making an impressive nighttime yard decoration





Monument dedicated to fisherman that lost their lives on Lake Erie


Strange cloud formation.  Looks like you are above the clouds looking down instead of looking up.


Murals on walls in Selkirk, ON








Windmills pointing in the same direction I'm riding.

There are many miles of riding directly on the coast of Lake Erie



I rode a bike path the last 16 miles going to Fort Erie.


A little shop on the side of the bike path

Elm trees

That's not snow it is cottonwood pollen.


The east end of Lake Erie and the start of the Niagara River

Looking across the Niagara River at Buffalo New York

The Peace Bridge going across the Niagara River

An old Ford at a park near the Peace Bridge.

I couldn't ride across the bridge. I had to be shuttled across.


The bike path along the east Niagara River

I arrived at Ed and Sophie Knab's house.

I'm going to get a little rest and recuperation time at Ed and Sohpie's.  I'm planning on heading east on Friday 15 June. 

Monday, June 4, 2018

Heading East to Boston

Monday 4 June 2018

Hi all.  Sorry for the delay in posting anything on the blog but internet connection has been poor and computer time has been limited.

The routes I have taken are

Thursday 31 May 2018  Chicago, Illinois  to Portage, Indiana 

Friday 1 June 2018 Portage, Indiana to Berrien Springs, Michigan

Saturday 2 June 2018 Berrien Springs, Michigan to Colon, Michigan

Sunday 3 June 2018 Colon, MI to Jackson, MI

Monday 4 June 2018 Jackson, MI to Ann Arbor, MI


During my bicycle trip in 2015 along the Pacific Coast Highway I met Jeff Eggleston  Jeff lives in  New Carlisle Ohio and got his brother to drive him to Chicago so we could ride together to Buffalo, New York.

 

Jeff and I with Chicago in the background.

On the way out of town

Train Bridge

Not sure why there is an art structure of a whale. 

One of the reservoirs that feed into the St. Joseph river 

Early morning start. Fog along the bike path.

As we head inland from lake Michigan lots of vineyards and fruit orchards


Another reservoir

Wheat fields

Mural painted as an old car delearship

Wheat field with sprinkler 

A very good breakfast at M & M cafe in Colon, MI  Note the Route 66 sign

Our waitresses
Farm country

Someone with a sense of humor 

bike path

each day we have had to ride on some dirt roads

Serious bike rider

Monday morning fun 

Huron River, outside Ann Arbor, MI


Saturday, June 2, 2018

Conclusion of Route 66 segment of my 2018 Epic Adventure

Sunday 27 May 2018
Route 66 end

This has surely been an epic adventure.  I am blessed in being able to ride the entire Route 66 on a bicycle.  I did lots of complaining about the wind and the poor road conditions in some places, but as I look back and contemplate about the trip, as a whole, I have had a super marvelous adventure. 
I probably had more days with a tailwind than a headwind.  A couple of the days that I rode over 60 miles were only possible because of the tailwind in the afternoon of the ride. The days of poor road conditions were disappointing because I spent way more time watching for potholes than looking at the scenery. And yes, there were days of endless nothing to look at. But pedaling through the diverse scenery is what made this trip great.
I did a lot of complaining: Terrible wind, cold, rain, poor road conditions and sleepless nights due to this or that.  It helped tremendously to have someone to talk to. I would call Maria and tell her about the progress of the trip, discussed challenges, shared the disappointments and the days.  I sent her lots of pictures using the phone so she could get a little sense of the trip. On the days I had a long distance to travel she kept encouraging me. 
By far, the best part of the trip were the people I met along the way. From people in the diners, gas stations where I stopped for drinks and snack, places I stayed, all curious and wanting to talk about my trip.  (One time, I even got a restaurant recommendation for Chicago from a hotel clerk in Tucumcari.) Meeting other cyclists and comparing notes about the route, go this way not that, don’t follow the ACA map in this area, go here, there is a good museum in this town, and most importantly there is a great diner about 20 miles down the road.     
And, thank you everyone that sent me comments about the blog.  Even a little note was reassuring.  THANK YOU!