of Summer Ride 2006
It was one of those three day weekends I will pull from memory and dream
about years from now when I am too old for adventures of this nature....
End of Summer Ride 2006
The air was seasonably cold as we set out from Kent Ohio on our journey to the
Chatauqua wine country of eastern New York Friday morning. It was 38 degrees on
wake up so we waited a while for the sunshine to warm things up a little.
Bidding goodbye to the" kids" (Ms. Lucy and George, my dogs) we pulled off
into the mid morning traffic and began our 205 mile journey northeast to the
eastern shores of Lake Erie.
The route we had charted carried us first through Sharon Pa. and past Oil City
to route 62 and into the Allegheny National Forest. Our first stop was at a
small roadside diner where we had a couple unspeakably awful sandwich like
things they simply called "a wedge".... now with a little creativity
this might have been a good thing.... but it wasn't happening. Back on the road
again we were treated to spectacular views of fall colored trees against perfect
The deeper into the forest we traveled the higher the vistas loomed up around
us. In the shaded areas I could feel the cold air curling down through the trees
to wrap itself around me and send an icy chill down my neck and spine... Large
moss encrusted boulders lay strewn about the forested expanses like lumbering
giants, and the delicate fronds of thousands of ferns bobbed their heads at us
as we traveled by.
A number of hours later, we reached our destination, Westfield New York.
We passed the B&B where we had reservations to have a quick look at the
town, and caught our first glimpse of Lake Erie sparkling in the late afternoon
sunshine. After stopping for gas we headed back and landed in an exhausted heap
at the Inn.
The flu I had been fighting for a few days kicked my butt and had me down for
the count almost immediately on arrival, so after having pizza that was
comparable in quality to the already mentioned "wedge" I slept
restlessly through the night and awakened to a beautiful sunny fall morning.
Breakfast at the Inn was nothing to write home about, but I enjoyed the muffins
they had baked. The air was warm as we pulled out on our way to Bemus Point for
some sight seeing... first stop was Long Point State Park for a leg stretching
walk and a few quiet moments gazing across the lake. We met a couple friendly
jack russell terriers and their owner who we chatted with briefly before we
continued on our way.
The restaurant we planned to stop at in Bemus Point was closed for the season,
so we walked around a little and browsed some of the shops. As hunger started
getting the best of us we pressed on and went across the bridge to the other
side of the lake where we discovered what was to be the best meal of the trip at
a place called Webbs. From the looks of the outside, I was not expecting much,
but we went in and the restaurant was really amazing. The interior was almost
all wood, and tastefully decorated, (even the bathroom!) The service was
excellent, and the food.... two thumbs up! I had the best broiled scallops /
scampies... makes me hungry thinking of them!
After our dinner we cruised around a little on the back roads... riding past
miles and miles of grape vines we could smell, (even through my stuffy nose) the
sweet sultry aroma of the ripened Concorde grapes the area is known for. I could
see the huge purple clusters hanging on the vines waiting to be harvested. As it
grew darker we found our way back to the Inn for a quiet evening. Sitting on the
porch smoking we heard the furtive snapping of twigs and rustling of leaves to
remind us we were not alone in the warm starlit evening.
This morning we skipped the breakfast and slept in an extra hour before
beginning the "packing process" and heading on down the road. The trip
home was a warm one, almost too warm at times. The coolness of the forest was
actually welcoming this time. I don't think that we could have asked for better
weather for a ride. We sadly pressed on homeward all said and done almost six
hundred miles from start to finish. We did not take even one picture the whole
time.... it was just a pleasure to decompress.!