Cold War Adventure Ride

Since I was I child I’ve heard tale of the Lost City of Asbestos on top of a mountain in northern VT. With a little help from Google Earth and a window of clear-ish weather, Jim, Pete, and I decided to make a run for it. Starting from Randolph NH we figured it would be just under 100 miles of mostly gravel roads.

Valley Road grinding.

Valley Road grinding.

One quarter of the way through our ride the skies opened and soaked us to the bone. The rain was expected and did not discourage us from pushing on to the Lost City of Asbestos! Once we crossed into the Peoples Republic of VT the rain stopped, and we were treated to miles of gravel road roller coaster! The final approach to the Lost City was an algae-slicked ribbon of pavement with 15% grades and a final elevation just bellow 3500 feet.

15 degrees cooler at the top.

15 degrees cooler at the top.

We took a half hour to check out the ruins, just long enough to drop our body temperatures and make the run off the mountain a twitchy shivery descent. The trip back to Lancaster on empty stomachs was a grind, fortunately the Polish Princess Bakery was still open. We proceeded to buy almost all of the remaining baked goods, filling our tanks for the 20+ miles back to Randolph.

These types of adventures are what keep cycling new and exiting for me. So pull out maps, pick destination, and go ride your bike there!

by j-miah

Gravel riding in the rain.

Gravel riding in the rain.