by Ken Paquette
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Ann Morin found this wonderful home on the internet and thought that it would be the ideal place for a vacation for some cyclonauts.
My wife Marianne and I were invited along with Don and Meredith Sullivan, Lorraine Toothill, Mary Manning and Of course Paul was one of the group. Mary was unable to make the first half of the week and we were fortunate to have Julie Miles join us through Wednesday.
The house rental began on Saturday July 30 however, Ann and myself started the trip on bikes from Chicopee, MA. Norm Piquette accompanied us until the Donut Man in Hadley. Irv Friedman. left from his home in Suffield, CT. met us there and would ride with us to White River Junction, VT. Marianne and Dian Friedman driving their own vehicles would meet us at the Best Western after doing their own exploring.
Thursday July 30. Chicopee to Keene, NH
Thus the journey began riding up routes 47 and 63 to our first stop in Keene, NH with a stop for lunch in Northfield. WE had dinner that evening in Waxy O’Connor’s. It was a pleasant Day.
Friday July 29. Keene, NH to White River Junction, VT
It looked like it was going to be another nice day and we were anxious to ride. We had a little glitch at that start as I took us on route 12 instead of 12A. However, after about 2 miles we were on the correct course that proved to be very scenic with a few hills. In Alstead, NH we came upon the local animal pound. When livestock would stray they would be brought here to be claimed by the owner. Riding through Lebanon was scary to say the least. It was rush hour, shopping centers on both sides of the street with road construction. There was barely enough room for us even though we were hugging the curve and avoiding the car mirrors. I would definitely avoid this two mile portion of the route if I ever did it again. We arrived in White River Junction for our second night. Dian and Marianne were there waiting for us. Dian and Irv would leave us at this point and drive to Lake Champlain to vacation with friends. That evening Ann, Marianne and myself had dinner at the Elixir a restaurant in an old refurbished factory. Ann noted that all the waitresses were absolutely gorgeous. Good thing she pointed that out or I wouldn’t have noticed. The food and service was also great and we would highly recommend the place.
Saturday July 30, White River Junction to Glover, VT
For the second day in a row I briefly led us in the wrong directions but once on the right path we were on great roads. North of Hanover we left route 10 and rode on River road. We both agreed it was one of the nicest roads we ever rode bikes on. It was a cyclists’ paradise and we saw 30-35 other riders on this 10 mile stretch along the Connecticut river . We passed trough Lyme Orford, Fairlee etc. Actually we must have blinked since we didn’t see much of these communities. Ann and I were beginning to feel a bit tired, just then Marianne called on her cell. She had found some waster fall that she had been searching for for the past three or four years. By coincidence she was only a few miles from us in Bradford, VT. We met her and had lunch at the “Perfect Pair”. After lunch we loaded both bikes into the van and headed for Glover. We decided to drive using the route that I planned. after several miles we were unable to locate one of the turns that were on the cue sheet. If we rode our bikes there’s a chance that we may have got lost and happy that we opted to use the van. In two days I routed us on two wrong starts and a road that wasn’t there. would anyone like me to plan a route for your vacation? We arrived at our destination, Lorraine was there and soon after Paul, Don Ann Meredith arrived. The looks even better than the online photo.
River Rd. north of Hanover. End of our bike journey in Bradford, VT
Our vacation home for a week, nothing to sneeze at. View from the porch and residence geese.
Sunday July 31
Today everyone rode with a stop in Barton, VT. the rest of the day was leisurely with people just lying around reading etc. It was the Sullivans’ night to prepare dinner, sword fish was the entre, it was delicious. Julie Miles arrived.
What a great day
First vacation ride. I think she’s explaining how she drove from Amherst to Glover in record time.
Monday Aug 1
Today was a short riding day, about 27 miles. the areas that we covered were Hardwick, E. Craftsbury, Greensboro and a view of Caspian Lake.
Panorama stitched from 7 pictures
Ann had a great eye for finding sani-cans when needed.
Tuesday August 2
Today was a remote start beginning at Derby at the summer home of Ken and Paula Wayne on Lake Memphremagog. A beautiful spot right on the bike trail. They joined us for lunch at “Millie’s Diner” in Stanstead, QC. You have to dine there to appreciate the cuisine. It’s an experience that is hard to describe. We only rode about 11 miles today however, an extremely enjoyable day.
Wednesday August 3
Mary Manning arrived today, happy to have her join us. This was a hiking day. It was a lot of climbing but the views were spectacular. We hiked the Moose Mt. and Wheeler pond trails. Ken and Paula joined us. It was Julie’s last day, too bad she had to leave.
Thursday August 4
Another great day to bike. We rode around Lake Willoughby. Paul drove Marianne around looking for photo ops. Tonight’s dinner was steak done to perfection by Paul. I believe we may have eaten and drank too much during our stay in Glover. Ken and Paula joined us. Truly a nice couple we enjoyed spending time with. This evening we met Arthur, the house caretaker who joined us for desert. A man who has loads of knowledge about the area.
Friday August 5
Today, Mary and Paul retraced yesterday’s bike trip in hope of finding Mary’s lost watch, no luck. Don and Meredith took a long walk, Ann and Lorraine did a bit of kayaking, Marianne and I took the van and explored some of the back roads. Everyone began to just wind down, Mary and Ann played Scrabble (we didn’t detect any serious cheating). Tonight we went for pizza at the Parker Pie Factory (pretty good pizza). The place is really out in the boonies.
Saturday August 6
All good things come to an end thus we packed up the cars, pickedup the house, said our so longs and hoped that we could do something just as nice again. Then, we were on our way with memories.
The Glover country store is like no other that I have been in and deserves a few photos.
Note the grenade launcher in the last picture.