SLIP SLIDING AWAY… our first day on the Chesapeake & Ohio Canal path was filled with lots of surprises, challenges, good times and a fair amount of mud.
The Erie Canal is no longer a canal but a series of very long stagnant ponds separated by dirt. It’s good to see Len feeling his oats again as he leads the way into the morning dew.
Angela coasts down one of the many old canal locks remnant structure.
Chester hurries down the path, trying to catch his brother Len.
Sue waves to get Angela’s attention to ask if there’s a nearby restroom.
Len struggles to stay ahead of Donna as she presses him to go faster with her smile.
The trail mud was a little rough on our bikes and my brand new ‘Scott’ Colorado license plate.
The roots, rocks and sticks were especially tough on my wheels today, breaking one of my rear spokes. I thought I could replace it
myself 12 miles down the road at our B&B but it looks like the cassette and maybe the disk will need to be removed first, more than I can handle with my tool kit. I’ve got 35 more spokes left to get me to the next bike shop.
The ugly mouth of the Paw Paw Tunnel, 3300 feet of dank darkness along the canal. I had thought we could ride our bikes through it but weekend walkers and the very uneven path surface encouraged us to walk instead. Glad we did.
After about 15 minutes we entered into the day again.
While I couldn’t use my tools to repair my spoke I could use them to remove Angela’s mangled front fender. Somehow she caught a good size stick between the wheel and the fender, locked up her wheel, and destroyed the mounting hardware. She’ll be traveling just a little bit lighter now.
45 miles later at the end of our day we make it to the only place I know of where we can get dinner before we get hauled up to the Town B&B 7 miles away. Bill’s place is infamous as a biker bar but apparently they welcome cyclist too! Jack, who is the new Bill, told me 37 real “bikers” had just left on their Harley’s a few minute before we arrived. I was glad because I didn’t want our spandexed appearance to make them feel uncomfortable!
We had our fair share of Yuenglings and food to get us though the night, and a good time too.
Oh yea, I almost forgot to mention, Angela had a little spill down the slope towards the river as she was avoiding one of the many mud puddles today. The grassy edge on the side of the path where she went to avoid the mud quickly gave way to a slippery slope that tossed her off her bike. She’s a tough woman, and with the help of the Gang coming behind her. gathered her wits, her scattered parts and pieces and headed on down the trail.
We had to separate our group to squeeze into the shuttle and therefore had to leave some people behind until the next shuttle. Len and Terry didn’t seem too happy about waiting?
All’s well that ends well as we have a beautiful sunset view of the valleys from whence we came.
And the night ended well with card playing, lots of laughter and getting to know other cyclists on there own GAP/C&O journey.