After a some coffee and breakfast egg sandwiches on the balcony at the lodge, we finished getting our motorcycles ready and headed out to get gas, water, and adventure.
It was still misting when we left. Everything was wet. The road, the trees, the dirt, the gravel, the rocks, but not bad enough to require rain gear.
The day started with some easy gravel roads through some great landscapes. The woods, the rivers, the hills. This is like Disneyland or Epcot. Everywhere you look you see a perfect setting. The mountains, the impossibly green grass, the trees, the red barns, the white fences. It is like they hired a landscape architect to design this whole area.
We followed the south and the north sides of the Delaware river through some beautiful forests. The small rivers coming down the mountains to the Delaware followed stepped stones in between the trees that were almost hypnotic. Very cool. Chuck almost hits a big turkey in one of those turns. And deer were everywhere.
All in all a great ride in a the mist, fog, through deep green forests up and down the Catskill Mountains. Magical. Nothing too hard yet. A couple of interesting sections and a log blocking the road that forced us to go around into the wilds. The tall grass covering muddy ruts made me think of Siberia. Spooky but it was nice to not be alone in case a big ditch full of mud materialized all of a sudden.
We had lunch in Downsville at the Old Schoolhouse, on the lawn. Very civilized. A great old building with a pub and rooms full of stuffed animals. Their specialty was Longhorn burgers that they process themselves at their farm. I had to have one. Wow.
We also crossed our first covered bridge.
In Andes, we checked in at our hotel on the Main Street and had dinner on the balcony.
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