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Motorcycle diary Three mountains in three days


By PAUL SCISSONS


I called Brian to give him the bad news. “Can’t do the five-day bike ride. Helping


to move my son in Toronto and won’t be back until late Monday night.” Our original plan was to take five days


and drive along the Seaway Trail in New York State and into Ohio to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. “How long can you get away?” Brian


asked. “How about three days?” I said. “We can


tour around Lake Champlain.” There was no hesitation. “I’m in!” he said. So Brian Warren, Kelly McMaster and I


headed out of Stittsville for a three-day, 1,000 km-plus ride. We would drive across the top of New York State, cross into Vermont at the head of Lake Champlain, down through Vermont and back into New York at the bottom of Lake Champlain, to Lake Placid and then home. We crossed the border to the U.S. at


Prescott and I breezed through customs. Brian and Kelly took longer. They watched a young man being escorted from his car in front of them. They were left sitting there for about 10


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minutes until a border guard came and moved the man’s car. Finally on our way, we hung a left in


Ogdensburg onto Route 37 and followed the St Lawrence River. We didn’t have a concrete route that we would take, so we pulled over in Massena to check our map and get our bearings. Our first and only incident happened in


a parking lot when Kelly got off the back of Brian’s bike. The pavement had quite a slope and both of them ended up ass over teakettle on the ground. No damage except Brian’s pride.


We kept on Route 37 to Potsdam, on


to Route 11, and headed east on some nice two-lane roads. The roads were excellent for bikes, and as we got closer to the Vermont border the scenery got better and better. We rolled into Rouse’s Point, which is


right before the bridge to Vermont. Even though it was 3:15 p.m., the local coffee shop, which closed at 3 p.m., took pity on us and served us some great coffee. Once into Vermont we picked up


Route 2, which took us south through the Grand Isle, a series of islands connected by


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