Riding in Rochester
A couple weeks ago Steph and I went out to Rochester to see Baby Jeffrey. Oh yeah, and Brian and Danielle. And, uh, Liane. Yeah, that’s it, I think. Anyway, Brian and I went for a ride in his neck o’ the woods and I got a tast of riding Western NY style.
His terrain is very flat. The roads aren’t too bad. I was surprised at how much suburban sprawl there was. About a quarter of the ride was on the crushed gravel bike path along the canal. That’s a beautiful bike path, we’ll have to take Steph out there sometime.
Ride profile. Total feet climbed: 630′.
The next day was Darien Lake day. Yay! Water slides!
It was a beautiful day and everyone had the idea to go to DL. The lines for the rides were interminable! I ended up going on only two water slides and the ferris wheel. Still the slides were top-notch, so they were worth the wait. After we had dinner together (Brian, Dani, Jeffrey, Liane, Steph and I) we said our goodbyes and headed for the parking lot to start our long (-er than usual) drive home from a point midway between Rochester and Buffalo. Just as soon as we left the gates, I realized I left my keys in Liane’s backpack. Dohh! Back in we go and hope that they did in fact head over to the Superman ride like Brian said they might. Luckily we zeroed in on Dani and the baby carriage immediately and retrieved the all-to-necessary keys.