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Day 46
Tour de Museum

ROUTE: Hamburg to Canandaigua NY DISTANCE: 94 Miles WINDS: ENE 5-10
WEATHER: Sunny and hottish...85 and humid TERRAIN: Large rollers all day TOTAL CLIMBING: 3900 feet

DAILY DOINGS: Today we set the alarms for an early get up and eat.  Monica ignored the directions on the phone so they were on time with us today.  The plan was to leave early and stop by the Pedaling History Museum in Orchard Park for a tour of bicycling history.  All went well as planned except for the couple of motel flats I fixed before I left...even had one myself, but everyone was on the road by 6:35 to get to Orchard Park by a little after 7:00.

This was the highlight of the day...the tour at the museum.  Carl  Burgwardt, the owner of the Bicycle Mausoleum and the largest private collection in the world, was a terrific host as usual and led an informative and thorough tour of the facility to include time to browse the gift shopping area.  I think everyone enjoyed hearing Carl talk about how the bicycle got started and how it served as an influence in developing the automobile, the airplane, modern paved roads and even changed women's fashions in the 1890s.  Countless inventions that were originally developed for the bicycle were later used in the development of the first automobile...ball bearings, rack and pinion steering, differential drives, band brakes, and wire spoked wheels all were bicycle parts before the automobile was even thought of.  The assembly line process was also developed to mass produce bicycles right after someone thought of interchangeable parts (another great idea spawned by the makers of bicycles).  Early bicycles were all built separately and no two bikes had the same parts (and I thought Campy was hard to work on).  The first airplanes were built by the Wright brothers in the back yard of a bicycle shop and efforts of the League of American Wheelmen in the late 19th century paved the way for better roads and for organizations like AAA who provide travelers' aids.1  Listening to Mr Burgwardt is like listening to the history channel talk about bikes.  There's probably little he doesn't know about our silly machine and he dedicates his life sharing his knowledge with the public.  Thanks Carl for another great visit.

After the fun time of hearing the history of our sport, it was time to get back to our task at hand...riding to Canandaigua.  After leaving the museum, most folks rode at a moderate pace savoring the cool morning before the heat of the afternoon and the pesky headwinds that flared up after noon.  The countryside was pleasant and overall the roads were good with wide shoulders. We passed through several small and very old towns today to include:  Leroy, Caledonia, Avon, Lima, and Bloomfield.  Many of these towns have been around since the mid to late 1700s and everywhere you look you'll see plaques that tell of colonial times and famous people to include Ben Franklin, John Adams, and Alexander Hamilton.  Other places of note we'll go through tomorrow include Geneva; Seneca Falls, the birthplace of women's rights; and Waterloo which is the birthplace of Memorial Day. 

Due to the late schedule, we had to get creative with the support in the afternoon.  Most everyone stopped someplace to eat along the way while a few pressed on.  I rode after the tour and pushed to get to the second SAG so Barb could take the luggage in.  I got a good dose of "butt woopin" by pushing into the headwind with the humidity as high as it was.  By the time I got there to relieve Barb, I was about ready to get off that two wheeled torture thing.  By then there were only about 6 riders behind so it didn't take long to clean up and get rolling when the mechanic's van got to me.  From there Karen and I followed the back end to town finishing about 5:45...long hot day, but worth the time to see the museum...hopefully we won't suffer for today's long day tomorrow.

The riders are beginning to love the New York roads.  Our route followed route 20 and 5 most of the way and they both have great shoulders and plenty of hills...that was until about 4 miles from the motel.  We still had the hills, but starting there they had skinned the entire road and shoulder to repave soon.  The result was a late day bone jarring arrival that put an exclamation mark on the entire day.  I was sorry to see the riders have to deal with that after such a hard day in the saddle, but that's why New York has such good roads...they repair them regularly.

I'm a happy camper tonight...our motel has OLN and I can watch the Tour!  Got to go to dinner and rap then I'm going to lounge and watch the pros do the climbing.  Hope you'll join us again tomorrow...it's a shorter day, but I'm sure it will have some exciting times.  See you then.

1.  Info provided by Pedaling History Bicycle Museum brochure "America's Bicycling Heritage" copyright 2000.

DAILY DISCERNING DIALOGUE:

Rich was resting at a convenient store when two boys about 12 or 13 years old approached him and asked where he was riding.
"Where you going?"
"New Hampshire."
"Is that in New York?"

"I'd like to have that machine gun on my bike."

"I've got to come back here and spend the whole day."  Comments about the bike museum.

"We wanted to see Attica Prison and we're sticking to that story."  Clarence and Tim when they missed the turn to Alden and ended up in Attica.

"Please let me go, I can't draft anymore!!!"

"I'm leaving the SAG before Joe gets here...I've already passed him 5 times today!"  Sometimes steady gets the prize.

GOOD SAMARITAN NOTICE:  Goes to Scott who picked up some trifocals on the side of the road and found them to belong to Joe.  Joe had lost them out of his bike rear trunk.  What goes around comes around...remember crossing the Golden Gate Bridge when Joe found Johnny's cell phone...way to cover each other guys.


 

DAILY DUH: Steve purchased some items at the museum and we said we'd haul what ever they bought in the vans.  Steve was in a hurry to get out so he told Barb he'd hung his purchased on the rear of the trailer.  Now why the rear of the trailer is beyond me...why not by the door that Barb would definitely be using...but never mind that, he did tell Barb it was hanging there.  When she was leaving, she walked around the trailer and didn't see anything hanging there...hmmmm.  Maybe he had a better thought and put his stuff in the other van when it left...OK, gotta go.  Barb went to the SAG and when Steve got there, he asked her if she'd gotten his stuff. 
"Noooo." 
"But I hung it on the rear of the trailer...didn't you see it?"
"No, it wasn't there when I looked."
"Where did it go?"
"Well, I'm not sure."
When I got there, Barb told me of the problem...I thought I may have the answer...I called the museum and asked Carl to look outside on the rear of his trailer that was parked in the lot next to where Barb was parked to see if there was something hanging on the rear of his trailer.
"It's there," Carl reported.
I can see how Steve mistook the trailer...the plain trailer was hitched to a beat up Ford truck while our trailer with all the logo was hitched to a Green 15 pax van.

DAILY DIGITAL DELIGHTS

Alan found his niche today on the museum high wheeler..."Let me go, I can handle any hill," he said.  "As long as it's down."

Steve contemplated the possibilities for the 50 caliber machine gun mounted on the front of this military bike.

Clarence was impressed with the ingenuity of a playing card in the spokes.  "Now why didn't I think of that...I'll bet that makes a cool sound," he thought.

The Brits weren't impressed with the local fare.

I'm thinking we made a wrong turn someplace...is this 5 miles or 5 states.

Not to waste any time at the SAG and showing extreme multi-tasking skills, Portia didn't miss a beat stretching while sneaking a bite from hubby's SAG snack.

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