Author: Rich

Port Ontario NY to Thendara NY (Singing Waters RV Park) – 75.0 miles Jack and I considered breakfast in Port Ontario but instead rolled a few miles to Pulaski NY and found the Hometown Diner downtown for some good eats.  Jack’s Belgian waffle with strawberries smelled especially good.  By the way, you say it pull-ask’-eye. The riding weather was quite great today, starting out about 65F in the morning with only mild breezes.  Healthy climbing met us squarely as we ascended away from the lake, and we then enjoyed 50-200 ft rollers over and over.     We passed through small villages,

Fort Erie Ontario to Niagara Falls NY – 33.0 miles Slowly I turned. Step by step. Inch by inch. Breakfast at a place called the M&J Drive In featuring broasted chicken.  Doesn’t sound that great but in my mind it beats McDonalds or even Tim Horton’s hands down.  And yes we had eggs and pancakes for breakfast, not broasted chicken. Jack, Jesse, and I started up the Niagara Recreational Trail together, but quickly separated due to different speeds and desires to stop.  The trail took us along the edge of the Niagara River heading north, with Buffalo and the edge

Port Dover Ontario to Fort Erie Ontario – 84.8 miles Despite some great-looking places along its streets, Jack and I reluctantly skipped breakfast in Port Dover in order to make some miles first today.  The AC route started us out as usual through corn, soybean, and wind turbine fields on roads that generally hugged the coast.  Past Nanticoke we ran into a tiny place called Floyd’s and decided to stop for breakfast.  It was an isolated little building a block or two off the water, with only a handful of houses in the neighborhood and no other businesses.  A young

Port Glasgow Ontario to Port Burwell Ontario – 62.4 miles The night on the beach had been fantastic.  Isolated and ultra quiet, save for those sonorous insects and quiet waves.  Around 11PM I peeked outside to see who was shining a light on my tent, and found only the moon, now exposed from behind some clouds.  It glowed above the lake making a gorgeous reflection, which somehow just made me content. I awoke to Jesse’s stirrings – he sure likes to get up early.  Around 7AM my mind told me to start rising but the rest of my body told

Kingsville Ontario to Port Glasgow Ontario – 81.8 miles Up at 6:35AM, grudgingly.  We’d told Jesse we’d meet him at 7AM for breakfast somewhere in town.   Two places beckoned to be explored, two great old breakfast café places with stools in downtown Kingsville.  But neither opened until 8AM.   Another mile down the road brought us to Tim Horton’s, a Canadian favorite, but we nixed that for having a pastry-centric menu.  Next door was the anti-restaurant (McD) which Jesse could not resist.  Jack and I decided to ride 8 miles into the next town. We found Leamington Ontario and rode north