The Rest of the Trip

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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Now for the rest of the trip.</b></span><br ><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Rome to <span style="font-size: large;">Little</span> Falls</b></span><br /><br />We had some trouble getting out of Rome. As always, once we're on trail, it's pretty easy to follow, but entering and leaving towns and cities, with the exceptions of canal side towns like Lockport, can be a challenge. During the day, we found that we could either follow the official Erie Canal Trail signs or the pink trail blazes painted on the streets for the Erie Canal Tour (that preceded us by a week). As we get to towns, the blazes are of little use since they lead to rest stops and camp sites rather than through. We also had the <a href="http://www.ptny.org/guidebook/index.shtml">Cycling the Erie Canal</a> book. It's terrific and I recommend it to anyone riding the canal. It does, however, have one problem. When the path is on the road, it doesn't actually name the road (rather, it superimposes the path line). This made getting out of Rome a chore. Fortunately, we only added one mile to our day before we found our way out.<br /><br /><br />Leaving town we saw Rome's beautifully restored train station:<br /> <br /> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGSElnvuA5I/AAAAAAAAGBo/8xS2pUIxkuY/s1600/IMG_20100812_085625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGSElnvuA5I/AAAAAAAAGBo/8xS2pUIxkuY/s200/IMG_20100812_085625.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGSEmflCK-I/AAAAAAAAGBw/_196cSQpiFo/s1600/IMG_20100812_085634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGSEmflCK-I/AAAAAAAAGBw/_196cSQpiFo/s200/IMG_20100812_085634.jpg" width="200" /></a></div>Also, the Fort Herkimer Church:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGSE8s3YozI/AAAAAAAAGCA/04I7vpST8K8/s1600/IMG_20100812_145416.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGSE8s3YozI/AAAAAAAAGCA/04I7vpST8K8/s320/IMG_20100812_145416.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />The rest of the ride was relatively uneventful.<br /><br />We spent the night in Little Falls. Stayed in the "Canal Side Inn," a small in with three rooms. Our's was both huge and gorgeous.&nbsp; It has a connected restaurant. Fine French/American fare. Everything on the menu looked delicious, but after a day of riding, it was a little much. They also had a less expensive, less elaborate grill menu with items like Steak Frites, or scrod in an almond crust served in the lounge. As the lounge was booked, they offered us the grill menu in the main dining room. Food was excellent, including the deserts – chocolat pot de creme, a meringue filled with strawberries and ice cream, and a blueberry bread pudding.<br /><br />If you ever get to Little Falls, eat at the Canal Side Inn.<br /><br />Then it was time to turn in.<br /><br /><br />Miles today: 44.5<br />Miles total: 313.5<br /> <br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b> Little Falls to Amsterdam:</b></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b>&nbsp; </b></span><br />As Little Falls was right next to the canal, leaving town was easy. Just outside of town, we passed the high point of the canal. At the point, a lock with what I think was the canal's largest altitude change.<br /><br />It looked to be another uneventful day. More beautiful views that have become de rigueur and more crushed stone path that was more like biking through sand.<br /><br />It looked like our two most promising lunch spots were at around 15 miles (too early) and 30 miles (too late). At 15 miles, at Canajoharie, we stopped for ice cream:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWnOr5elOI/AAAAAAAAGDc/hvji45k5tSk/s1600/IMG_20100813_112629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWnOr5elOI/AAAAAAAAGDc/hvji45k5tSk/s200/IMG_20100813_112629.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />This was the first time all trip we were able to find mid-day ice cream!!!!!!<br /><br />Canajoharie is another one of those small towns we passed through, but they set up a little information stand right where the trail crosses main street. The young man working there directed us to the ice cream.<br /><br />One of the things that surprised me throughout was the lack of signage at the towns, particularly the small ones. While the traffic on the trail isn't great, a couple of signs pointing to food and refreshments at the trail heads would cost next to nothing and maybe draw a few more people into the towns.<br /><br />Refreshed and refueled, we continued on. After lunch at Fultonville, we soldiered on. A few miles out of Amsterdam, we got to the Schoharie crossing:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWnDTW-NHI/AAAAAAAAGDY/LKb2Ys2kcA0/s1600/IMG_20100813_141549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWnDTW-NHI/AAAAAAAAGDY/LKb2Ys2kcA0/s200/IMG_20100813_141549.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />Here, you can see the remains Schoharie aqueduct from the barge canal in the distance:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWmbWf4cZI/AAAAAAAAGDA/QDWBCAZeh_k/IMG_20100813_143044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWmbWf4cZI/AAAAAAAAGDA/QDWBCAZeh_k/IMG_20100813_143044.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br />The Schoharie crossing is the one location where there are remnants from all renditions of the canal and one can also see the I90, where the bridge collapsed some 20 years ago.<br /><br />It also turns out that this was the site of other historic places:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWl6TsYd9I/AAAAAAAAGC4/Y6QW5D1Wy1c/IMG_20100813_143305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGWl6TsYd9I/AAAAAAAAGC4/Y6QW5D1Wy1c/IMG_20100813_143305.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br />We arrived in Amsterdam a short time later. We stayed at the America's Best Value hotel. The only one in town. Looks like new ownership is doing some serious renovations but the rooms were spacious, clean, and nice. BIL Mike and SO Maria live nearby and joined us for dinned. We ate at the on site indian restaurant – naan and saag paneer – mmmmm.<br /><br />One more day of riding.<br /><br />Miles today: 49<br />Miles total: 362.5<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Amsterdam to Albany:</b></span><br /><br />Last day of riding. We estimated about 50 miles. Best lunch possibility was Cohoe s, about 30 miles away. We were hoping to find a snack along the way but figured we'd make it on Nuun and Cliff Bars if needs be. The mileage looked to be formidable, but we also new the whole day would be on paved roads and paved trail.<br /><br />Leaving Amsterdam, we saw a couple more historic sites:<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqdcaITKI/AAAAAAAAGEU/qql-cg88k9k/s1600/IMG_20100814_081946.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqdcaITKI/AAAAAAAAGEU/qql-cg88k9k/s200/IMG_20100814_081946.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqg9XwEHI/AAAAAAAAGEc/HpdCKiaZKw4/s1600/IMG_20100814_082014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqg9XwEHI/AAAAAAAAGEc/HpdCKiaZKw4/s200/IMG_20100814_082014.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br />Sad to say, even here, there are ghost bikes:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqn8XBziI/AAAAAAAAGEo/pjrFvH3jy-Y/s1600/IMG_20100814_092902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqn8XBziI/AAAAAAAAGEo/pjrFvH3jy-Y/s200/IMG_20100814_092902.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br />Some final pretty views along the way:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqpnPulZI/AAAAAAAAGEw/b0JOc0Ntmg4/s1600/IMG_20100814_093507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqpnPulZI/AAAAAAAAGEw/b0JOc0Ntmg4/s200/IMG_20100814_093507.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqrq4igOI/AAAAAAAAGE0/Mu8vfzqwvgw/s1600/IMG_20100814_093511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqrq4igOI/AAAAAAAAGE0/Mu8vfzqwvgw/s200/IMG_20100814_093511.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />New and old locks:<br /><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqtYbzG0I/AAAAAAAAGE4/FLz2agDshq0/s1600/IMG_20100814_095507.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqtYbzG0I/AAAAAAAAGE4/FLz2agDshq0/s200/IMG_20100814_095507.jpg" width="200" /></a><br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqv52lLvI/AAAAAAAAGE8/_p_MQWye5Yw/s1600/IMG_20100814_100035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqv52lLvI/AAAAAAAAGE8/_p_MQWye5Yw/s200/IMG_20100814_100035.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />A fallen Rock zone complete with fallen rock:<br /> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqxekphKI/AAAAAAAAGFA/5jNEf3IaUkQ/s1600/IMG_20100814_104825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcqxekphKI/AAAAAAAAGFA/5jNEf3IaUkQ/s320/IMG_20100814_104825.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br />&nbsp;This bridge that just rose out of nowhere:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq5Vxmt2I/AAAAAAAAGFY/NTwQtHz9Kkc/s1600/IMG_20100814_122541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq5Vxmt2I/AAAAAAAAGFY/NTwQtHz9Kkc/s320/IMG_20100814_122541.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br />&nbsp;And a family picture sans me:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq3nL4KPI/AAAAAAAAGFU-mFNRJ5hbd4/s1600/IMG_20100814_112458.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq3nL4KPI/AAAAAAAAGFU/-mFNRJ5hbd4/s320/IMG_20100814_112458.jpg" /></a></div><br />And we were at the Cohoes falls:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq62bVYSI/AAAAAAAAGFc/zPuysKYoc7Y/s1600/IMG_20100814_125125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq62bVYSI/AAAAAAAAGFc/zPuysKYoc7Y/s320/IMG_20100814_125125.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq8gAChBI/AAAAAAAAGFk/RZke_MBz1AM/s1600/IMG_20100814_140052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcq8gAChBI/AAAAAAAAGFk/RZke_MBz1AM/s200/IMG_20100814_140052.jpg" width="150" /></a></div>We stumbled upon a bike shop that recommended we go to "Bread and Jam" for lunch.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />After lunch, we were down to our last 10 miles.<br /> <br /> Along the way we saw this:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcrI1hx8eI/AAAAAAAAGGA/i-46oVYQaiw/s1600/IMG_20100814_143805.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcrI1hx8eI/AAAAAAAAGGA/i-46oVYQaiw/s320/IMG_20100814_143805.jpg" /></a></div><br />Clearly owned by the third pig.<br /> <br /> Finally, to the Hudson river, our river:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcrMTIRR1I/AAAAAAAAGGI/jGoCEtyV7wc/s1600/IMG_20100814_151614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcrMTIRR1I/AAAAAAAAGGI/jGoCEtyV7wc/s200/IMG_20100814_151614.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcrODecKEI/AAAAAAAAGGM/5OBUBSKmgSo/s1600/IMG_20100814_151619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_7YN3bkG0cSc/TGcrODecKEI/AAAAAAAAGGM/5OBUBSKmgSo/s200/IMG_20100814_151619.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br />We got to Albany early enough that we were able to switch our train tickets, cancel our hotel reservation and get home by 7:00. <br /><br />Miles today: 55<br />Miles total: 417.5<br />Plus the miles to reconcile with Devorah's count give us: 420<br /><br />That's 420 miles in 10 days, right across the state. 46.6 miles a day on average for the ride days. <br /><br />We're all a little tired but feeling a sense of pride.<br /><br />Next, some reflections on the tour and touring.<br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/468689896075458340-8375338461918808827?l=cestlaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>