We had a great weekend planned, head out of NYC Friday night and go north to hunter mountain for the weekend. Stay at the cabin, get up early to train for our triathlon. Swim. Bike. Run.
As they say, the best laid plans… Here’s what actually happened.
We got to the cabin as planned late Friday night, Saturday morning before our workout we headed out to see some friends running a Warrior Dash at Windham Mt. The car makes it to the end of the driveway and that is all. Nothing can get it started. So our day turned into calling tow trucks, rental car places and rescheduling our weekend. With a half joking suggestion of biking home, we immediately started making plans to do just that! With the tow truck on its way, we quickly packed up everything we had, half to go on our backs and half into the car that would eventually make its way to NYC. Plan in place we started our adventure.
Since our goal was to train for our triathlon, we still had to at least get our swim in, so we biked to Colgate Lake to get a lap in. Biked back to the house, had a snack and put our backpacks on. Off we went.
Here is our map,
the first hill was a killer (even though it may not look it compared to the overall elevation), but after that the ride down Haines Falls was awesome, cars were the only thing slowing us down, and then it was a mostly downhill towards Poughkeepsie. Going through some cute towns, the smell of fresh cut grass and trees in the air, it was a gorgeous day for a ride (although quite often the smell of road kill overshadowed any of natures fantastic aromas). With only a handful of miles left, we barely made it over the Hudson River Walkway, the guy said if we were 7 minutes later it would have been closed. So thankful for that, we crossed into Poughkeepsie and started looking for our hotel. Pretty sure Norman Bates was the inspiration for this place, with a shower that filled with water, hard beds, early 90’s TV and not the most unpleasant smell, it was still a place to sleep. And after a big dinner and a couple beers, that’s what we were ready to do.
Even though the weekend was not at all what we had planned, I’m kind of glad it wasn’t. This was the most mileage I’ve ever biked and it was a fun adventure! Take that well laid plans, we made our weekend even better!
Waking up with a stiff neck, but at least a decent nights sleep, it was time to plan how to attack day 2! The other couple with us had someone picking them up to get to Connecticut where a party was awaiting them, so me and the hubs plotted out how to get to the MTA and take the train home. After a 3 mile ride, in a dress, in the sloppy raining roads, we made it the train station where, turns out, due to a derailment the week earlier, trains only went from Poughkeepsie to Yonkers. Amtrak was running the whole way, but they don’t allow bikes. So now what to do.
We got on the train, figuring at least Yonkers is closer. And what else could we do, once we arrived in Yonkers, we biked to get to Woodlawn station where the number 4 line could pick us up.
Ahhhh, finally home after a 5 hour journey… I poured myself a well deserved glass (slash bottle) of wine to celebrate and the Mr. made my favorite dinner of Spaghetti Squash Pad thai!