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Thank You Pan Mass Challenge Sponsors!

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010
The Reasons we Ride
Mom (1933-2004) You are on Every Ride!

Thank You PMC sponsors!

Another wonderful summer, my 19th Pan Mass Challenge and feeling so blessed and thankful for your support. My grand total thus far is over ,500 making me a heavy hitter for the second year in a row! My individual thank you letters are going out to each of my sponsors but I also wanted to thank my 60 sponsors collectively to show that it takes a small village multiplied times thousands to make a dent in the fight against cancer.  In honor of my mother, Valia Orazietti Hefferon who died 6 years ago this September, four-year old Avallana, Susan Herman and all of you who have been touched by cancer in any way,  I and the PMC are deeply grateful for your generosity. I recently learned that my dear friend, dedicated PMC rider  and Ciclismo alumni Lily Gaeve was diagnosed with lung cancer.  Due to her cancer treatments she was unable to ride this year or dance her heart out on the grand finale of the PMC, the Provincetown to Boston ferry.  Rather than ride with her on the road, I will see her in between treatments at the Zakim Center for Integrative Therapies.

GO LILY!

Here is Avallana, a sweet 4 year old girl who has fought cancer most of her life and who has tragically developed a new tumor. Her parents must, once again go down the path of radiation and surgery for their only daughter. Avallana has inspired my family and I and kept me riding hard and strong. She and so many others are the  one BIG reason why, no matter where I am, will ride the PMC for life!

Avallana

Please click on this link to the PMC Opening Ceremonies. I encourage you to take the time to watch- the words of several survivors says it all. Also enjoy an excerpt from the PMC blog

“The 31st annual Pan-Massachusetts Challenge was an incredible success for the 5,100 cyclists who rode, the 3,000 volunteers whose work made everything run smoothly, and for the tens of thousands of cancer patients around the globe who will benefit from the millions of dollars raised for research and treatment. On August 7 and 8, cyclists from 34 states and six countries rode one of ten routes ranging from 47 to 190 miles. Their goal was to raise million for cancer research and treatment at Dana-Farber Cancer Institute through its Jimmy Fund and bring the PMC’s 31-year Jimmy Fund contribution to 1 million.  On November 12, the PMC will present its 2010 contribution to Dana-Farber. Fundraising dollars continue to come in and we are optimistic about exceeding the million goal set last winter,” said PMC Founder and Executive Director Billy Starr. “The PMC brings out the best in everyone. When you multiply all that’s good about humanity by 10,000 people, the results can’t help but be positive.

No other single athletic event raises or contributes more money to charity than the PMC. Since 1980, the PMC has raised 0 million for cancer research and care at Dana-Farber through its Jimmy Fund. The PMC gives 100 percent of every rider-raised dollar directly to the Jimmy Fund, a rate of fundraising that is nearly unequaled within the billion athletic fundraising event industry. The PMC generates more than 50 percent of the Jimmy Fund’s annual revenue and is its largest single contributor.”

It is not too late to donate and help me reach my 10K GOAL
simply click here: http://www.pmc.org/egifts/ My gift ID is: LH0006

Thank you! Thank you!  Thank you!

Too many reasons to ride
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This cancer survivor’s annual sign says it all.

Return to Lofoten on a Ciclismo Classico Family Tour: Day 3-6

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010
We wake again to gray, drizzle and exhausted kids but manage to roll everyone down to the dining room for our Norwegian breakfast of cereals, fresh bread and a myriad of fish and cheese toppings. By 10:30 we make our ways on our bikes and begin pedaling up the windy coast. The weather can and will change in minutes so as we watch the wind blow East we know that the clouds will likely turn to sun and visa versa throughout the day. 

Valentina and Lorenzo are cruising up with Kirk, Luca gets quickly defeated by the heavy winds. I hear his whimper turn to a cry, his cute little face gets all scrunched up in pain so since I can’t fix “it”, I begin a round of 20 questions and he gets to pick what I will guess for (living thing or not) which immediately helps him gets his mind off the tough stuff.  He stumps me with rocket ship, telephone pole and kangaroo. This little game is a great one to pass the miles and by the time round three is finished were are done with 10 KM and have met up with the group.

The next leg of the trip takes us up towards Gimsoy; we stop along the way at a mirror sculpture by NY artist Dan Graham, facing the mountains and the sea and whose angles distort all reflections. I later learn that Dan has had a long time fascination with reflective surfaces. The kids are jazzed about this great find and could have spent most of the morning here making faces and watching their bodies contort into a variety of shapes.  At first, the sculpture does not appear to be present in a material sense, but rather as something that captures light and images of the surrounding landscape. With its reflective, concave panoramic walls, it is no less than a feast for the eye
We move on pedaling a lovely rolling road to towards Gimsoya. Luca is doing better now that he has removed some layers and rejoined the group so I ride ahead and Mauro takes the rear. In Lofoten you can watch the weather come and go. The sky goes from clearish to cloudy and soon it begins to rain. Our snack stops arrives just in time. We have a snack stop of cookies, nuts and dried fish which Valentina calls Norwegian beef jerkey. Devin loves it. I pass and opt for cookies. 
We let the rain pass before crossing a long, sweeping bridge connecting one island to the next. Kirk, Lorenzo, Valentina, Jim, Angie and I take the extra loop to Gimsoya while Luca, Devin, Mauro, Joyce and Sandro head on the main loop to set up the picnic. As we start out along this tiny road following the massive fiord, the sun pops and everything begins to sparkle. It’s a glorious road that, with its farms, field of wildflowers and massive peaks to our left and right remind me of Switzerland but enough comparisons to other places– this is Lofoten, a tiny, remote place at the top of the world blessed with incredibly gorgeous big views for everyone.  I belt out a few Sound of Music tunes, an ancient cycling ritual of mine in response to roads like this that make me feel totally ALIVE!
We take a break at a gorgeous sandy white beach with expansive 360 degree views. The sand is hard-packed and perfect for riding. Kirk takes the first spin but rides too close to a sea bird’s (an Oystercatcher’s) nest and we watch as the birds dive bomb him with their long orange beaks. The rest take to the beach to play, biking in every direction, enjoying the new sensation of riding in the sand and through the water just where the water breaks.  No hands. No problem
I am thrilled to watch Lorenzo, the sometimes road cycling skeptic, pedaling carefree along the beach jumping rocks and going through the water. The more he (and all kids) appreciates these small, joyous moments on bike, hopefully the more he will begin to see riding on two wheels as a source of ultimate freedom and fun. It’s one of those special tour moments that will last in our minds forever (and if not I have taken plenty of pictures to jump start our minds back).
We take a few group photos and hop back on the bikes to reunite with our group on the road to Stamsund. Sandro has picked a perfect spot for a picnic but it starts to rain again and we take cover in and around the van as we munch on bread, cheese, potato salad, fish, pate, carrots, peaches and chocolate for desert.

After lunch we head along the coastal road. The sky breaks again and turns from gray to a glorious blue. This flat and gently rolling coastal road is 20 miles of absolutely spectacular scenery, a road I wished never ended and one I hope to do again someday.  Definitely makes my top ten list of the world’s best roads!  Last year I had done ridden it at 1:00 AM under gray skies. To our left and across the sea are a range of peaks that zig zag across the horizon all the way to Hemingsvar where we had come from that morning. To our right, a wall of green mountains whose forms continually morph and change. In the foreground, farmland, rocky outposts and yellow and white wildflowers galore. I continually take pictures, each one better than the next. A gentle tailwind only sweetens the ride and helps keep the group together.

As we approach Stamsund with about 10 more KM to go, Devin and Angie hop in the van and the others ride ahead while I hang with Luca in the back. He has done 30 miles and I am very impressed; he is tired and wants to be finished. I have not drank enough water and have a massive headache from not drinking enough water (too busy looking!) so we both push through and support each other.
We see the town in the distance but in his 7 year old eyes it never gets closer. We hit a head wind as we go around a corner and he looses it. Luckily the wind died down as the roads dips into the bay. We see Kirk ahead waiting for us, just in time to talk Luca through the last 5 KM to our rorbur on the sea. It’s our longest day and everyone is beat. We calculate that Luca has done 40 miles and Valentina and Lorenzo have done 50, the longest they have all ever ridden. I am super proud and they are surprisingly upbeat and positive. 
We go to dinner at the Skjaerbrygga in Stamsund. The adults have an appetizer of finely sliced whale meat and delicious fish soup while the kids eat pizza and draw. Midnight light or not, bedtime comes easy.
The next morning we are off to the Viking museum and Ballstad as our final destination. We all head out along the coastal road and you can tell that wind is going to be a challenge as we ride hard and go slow. Luca is quickly defeated but then we go around the bend and the wind is at our back and life is good. Valentina is riding strong; Lorenzo is still tired from the ride the previous day. We hit a long climb and Luca makes it with only a slight whimper near the top. At the bottom of the hill is Leknes where we stop at an Esso gas station to use the restroom and buy large bars of chocolate.
For the 13KM ride to the Viking museum, the road is busy but we enjoy a huge headwind that makes the ride super fast, easy and fun. As mac addicts with a creative drive, conversation between Jim and I flows quite easily as I teach Luca how to shift down, pedal hard and catch momentum of the wind. He does and catches Lorenzo and Valentina easily. 
We make it to the Viking museum with plenty of time for lunch before our English tour at 1:30. The hands on, dress up and play exhibits keep the kids engaged for almost two hours. 

By 3:00 the wind and rain has picked up and Jim and I search the gift store for warmer clothes. Jim emerges with a complete Norsk outfit of sweater, hat, gloves and socks and defines a new cycling look that would never pass in the US but will saves the day for the 30KM of challenging weather (30 mph wind and rain to be exact) that we hit for our ride home. Only Jim, Mauro, Kirk and I opt to ride the strong headwinds and gentle rain. The rest pile in the van and get a well deserved shuttle back. 

The winds die down and the sun sparkles the wet pavement as we approach the sea arriving at our destination, passing the world’s largest mural, a delightful seascape by Norwegian American artist Scott Thoe. Scott, who has fallen in love with this island, has his wonderful gallery in Stamsund.  Drenched but happy we pedal to our rustic rorbur on the sea. 

Thirteen kilometers take us two hours, an average of 8 miles per hour thanks to 30 mph winds.  Hot showers soon followed by cold beers, fish soup and warm bread at our cozy restaurant make cold beers, fish soup and warm bread put us back in synch with the universe. 





The next morning after our route rap, we pile into a small fisherman’s boat for a 40 minute trip to Nusfjord, tucked into the base of stunning fiord and considered one of the most typical Lofoten villages. We roam around the small town and meet the local calabrese silversmith who bears resemblance to Salvador Dali.

We head the road down and pedal through and up the fiord passing a massive mountain wall that is the backdrop to Lake Storvatnet. I ride the hill with Luca and as stresses about the climb, I attempt a quick geology lesson, have him look at the mountain’s layers and tell him that the formation of the earth is like piles of pancakes that over millions of years get hurled up to the sky to form mountains. Not sure if he got it the concept but he made it up the hill like a champ. The sun pops again in full glory as we enjoy the descent down the other side. 

For the remainder of the trip we pedal on the E10, an incredible road (they all are I guess) that winds past sandy beaches, small villages and along the shores of the massive fiords connected by long sweeping bridges. 

We stop for a delicious picnic lunch on a dock in Ramberg. During lunch a curious fisherman bikes towards us, stops to pump up his tires and shows Sandro the bike he got for his 79th birthday, a shiny blue cruiser. 

Back on the road again we begin the second half of our ride along the glorious Selfjorden Fiord towards Reine. I stop continuously to take in the views and to photographically capture the experience of this magnificent landscape. 

We regroup in Sund and as we cross the bridge the sun hides behind the mountain and the landscape turns gray. We convince Luca to hop in the van so we can pick up the pace and move along to our final destination, the tiny village of Tind. He is not happy about this. Lorenzo and Valentina are riding stronger than ever before and I am very impressed—no complaining just riding strong, getting along and enjoying the views— a 360 shift from the year before. Cycling parents, there is hope for your fledging offspring who you think will never get it! 

I catch the wheel of a couple of fully loaded English bike tourists and cruise with them to next rest stop. A quick snack of nuts and cheese and we descend into Hamnoya, past Reine, Moskennes and finally to our rorbur in Tind. That evening we pedal down the road 1KM to our restaurant, Marem Anna where we gather around a long wooden table and enjoy another wonderful meal. The delicate appetizer arrives, tiny crawfish with a single scallop and a seasoned breadstick followed by a deliciously seasoned, buttery fresh haddock steak garnished with potato salad and sautéed vegetables. 

For desert three single scoops of vanilla ice cream floating in fresh strawberry sauce. The portions perfectly satisfy my strong cycling appetite. We hear that Spain is playing Holland in the final rounds of the world cup but there is no TV to follow the waves of screaming that are occurring all over the world. By the time we leave we hear that Spain is victorious and will go into the finals to be played this week. Buenas Noches Lofoten!



MORE great pics here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/48084728@N02/sets/72157624484411250/http://www.flickr.com/photos/48084728@N02/sets/72157624484411250/


Birthday Bike Ride Along the Byways of Ipswich

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

My favorite birthday present is (suprise) a glorious bike ride so when I was stumped on where to ride on my birthday I called my biking buddy and New England bike tour expert, Gordon Harris of NE Bicycle Adventures who willingly and enthusiastically offered to be my personal bike tour guide around Ipswich, MA, the place he has called home now for several years. It was a perfect late May day: bright sunshine and temperatures in the 70s. With camera, Cliff bar and camera in my pocket, I was stoked for a beautiful birthday ride and I know Gordon would not disappoint
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Ipswich, 40 minutes East of Arlington, is a quintessential New England town with plenty of quiet roads that meander along the sea, state forests and apple orchards as well as through small towns with abundant period architecture—-in other words, the perfect ride that reminds me of the birthday rides I would take when I was a kid growing up in Southern, NH.

After a welcome snack and intro to the ride at Gordon’s house, we started pedaling, first through the town of Ipswich which I learn has more 1600 & 1700 historic homes than anywhere in NE.  I adore gazing at architecture while I ride so having Gordon point out the various historic homes on our route was a real treat.  From the village of Ipswich we ride to Great Neck and Little Neck, two glacial drumlins left from the last ice age that offer views of Plum Island, the Atlantic and Cape Ann. 

I mention coffee and Gordon loops the ride back to the village of Ipswich where we stop at Zumi’s cafe and I enjoy their special frozen drink and perfect biking pick-me-up: A coffee ice cream smoothie. Properly buzzed, Gordon leads us along the Ipswich Riverwalk Mural where residents star as characters in a delightful painting by Alan Pearsal that portrays the history of this remarkable little town.  Sweet NE Views, historic houses, coffee and now murals–Gordon is scoring big in my list of birthday treats.

The second half of our Historic Ride is the farm and forest portion of our tour. We ride up Perkins Row passing stunning homes to one of my favorite escapes with the kids, the Ipswich River Wildlife Sanctuary that has delightful nature walks along ponds, rivers and marshes. Spottings of frogs, blue herons, turtles and birds are guaranteed.  For an area that is so close to Boston, these rural roads have the remoteness and beauty of Northern, Maine. We make our way to Bradley Palmer State Park, a 721-acre former estate features pine needled paths, acres of sunny rolling meadows and spectacular rhododendrons which line old carriage roads. Looking for an elegant, rural location for your next event? At the center of the patk is the Willowdale Estate, an Arts and Crafts mansion that has been rehabilitated in return for credit towards a long term lease through DCR’s Historic Curatorship Program.

The end of my birthday bike ride is nearing as we approach Appleton Farms and I savor the views of rolling grasslands, grazing livestock, stone walls, and historic farm buildings and a pastoral landscape that is a rare glimpse into New England’s agricultural past.  A gift of Colonel Francis R. Appleton, Jr., and his wife Joan, Appleton Farms is one of the oldest continuously operating farms in the country, established and maintained by nine generations of the Appleton family. Here’s another great place to bring your family, friends or to enjoy some peace and quiet all by yourself

Although in the past I had ridden fast through Ipswich to reach the beach or en route to Newburyport,  this more leisurely B-day tourist version, allowing for plenty of conversation, photography and discovery, was the perfect birthday present. Topping it off was riding with my dad and Gordon, who shares my idea of the perfect ride: blending miles, history and a jumbo frappuccino!

Thanks Gordon! Ciclismo Classico is so lucky to have you as our official New England bike tour guide

Enjoy the pictures from the ride!

Top 10 Reasons Why The World’s Best Family Resort is also the most bike friendly resort

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

For the past 13 years (ever since my first was one year old) my family has spent the last week of May at the Tyler Place, considered one of the best all-inclusive family resorts in the country. Obviously, we are ecstatic fans of the Tyler Place and could not agree more with it’s placement at the top of any TOP family vacation listing. Allow me to put it in vacation perspective: My kids and I have been known to weep and whine for the whole drive back home. My 7 year old son Luca said that the Tyler Place is better than Christmas. My 13 year old son dreams of the day when he can be counselor there. My 11 year-old daughter and I simply think that the Tyler Place is Family Utopia. No stress. All fun. Gorgeous location and the best three meals I eat all year long.

Yes the Tyler Place is “100% family-friendly” (and has been for 5 generations). Yes! The Tyler Place Family Resort’s has “award-winning Infant, toddler, children, and teen programs.” Yes! The Tyler Place is “one of the coziest and best all-inclusive family resorts EVER”. Yes! The Tyler Place Family Resort’s all inclusive family vacations give you a top family vacation with your kids and time to reconnect as a couple, too! And with over 20 years of running Ciclismo Classico, the leaders in bicycle vacations I can attest that

The Tyler Place is one of the Most Bike Friendly Family Resorts in the World.

Here’s my top ten reasons why if you, your spouse or your entire family loves bicycling or would like to learn to be introduced to the joys of cycling that the Tyler Place is the Place for you:

1. They have a Bike Center with an enormous fleet of FREE helmets and bicycles for all ages, sizes and abilities: Single-speed bikes for your entire stay, your kids’ own bikes and trikes, baby seats & training wheels, trail-a-bikes and tandem Bikes, adult Mountain bikes for touring, teen,  pre-teen mountain bikes. Just another cute Tyler detail is that each bike is named after a town in Vermont! The only bikes they do not have are road bikes but most people that love to ride can easily bring their own. No locks needed, ever!

2. The Tyler Place, including  avid road and off-road cyclist Chad Tyler, embraces a cycling culture and promotes and encourages cycling as the best way to get around their gorgeous expansive property (and has the speed limit for cars at 10MPH). In their daily events schedule they write “We highly recommend that you just leave the keys with car while you are at the Tyler Place.”  All of the cottages on the Tyler Place are connected by a series of short roads and paths so one can bike from “home” to the Inn in minutes.  After I finish my long ride on my road bike, I love wandering the TP grounds on my mountain bike or one of their comfy cruisers.

3. Almost everyone bikes around Tyler Place. There are bike racks at every Tyler hub (The inn, the pool, the kids program centers);  at program pick up and drop off times, the place is so completely buzzing with parents, kids and staff biking around that it feels like a small village in Denmark (the world’s most bike friendly country). Remember the “old days” (before kids were shuttled everywhere by car) when you biked to school, around your neighborhood, the candy and to sports? At the Tyler Place, kids (when they are ready and with their parent’s blessing hopefully) get to experience the joy, independence and freedom of biking around the resort. All three of my children (7,11 & 13) have evolved from me picking them up by bike, to their riding back and forth to program,  to our most recent stay when they got everywhere on their own.  They can even bike to good ole’ Martin’s Country Store, only a half a mile from the Tyler Place

4. The Tyler Place has three escorted bike rides throughout the week as part of their adult  and teen programming: Their easy 11-mile around the charming Isle Du Mott, their 15-mile intermediate bike trip through Highgate northeast of the Tyler Place and an advanced 15-mile “heart-pounding” Mt Bike Ride on the glorious Tyler Place property. While these rides are probably too easy for avid cyclists, will certainly satisfy most folks wanting to blend biking with TP’s array of other activities. The Teen programming, which goes off the Tyler Campus, uses bicycles as their key transport. While my teenage son won’t be caught dead biking with his “biking obsessed” mother, as part of his teen program Lorenzo did an counsellor accompanied ride to local swimming holes, rode 14 miles to get pizza in nearby Swanton and used his bike to get everywhere with his buddy Nate.

Want to bicycle around leisurely with your kids during family time? There are plenty of options. During family time we have taken excursions to Carmen Brook Farm, to Martin’s Store for candy and fishing worms, around Highgate and to Proper Pond to catch frogs with nature Dave.

5. The Famous Duckman Triathlon has a biking leg that has launched guests into cycling nirvana. While every year my performance in the 8.8 mile biking portion has remained a competitive yet stable at 19mph/28:18 minutes, I know of several guests who began doing bike races and triathlons seriously as a result of their tasting the thrill of victory in the Duckman. While all you win is a tiny plastic duck and bragging rights at the bar, the pedal-as-fast-as-you can biking portion to Swanton and back is a weekly highlight for newbie and experienced bikers alike.



6. Learn How to Ride a Bike Lesson. Teaching your kid how to ride a bike is not as easy as it seems. Done wrong and your kid can do a nose plant that may delay this important childhood skill. With kids biking everywhere, the peer pressure is on to learn to ride two wheels.  The TP biking culture, the flat and rolling grounds, combined with an hour-long lesson by their experienced instructor should easily do the trick

7. Plenty of Peace of Mind time to ride! While your kids are in their morning program from 8:30-1:30, you have at five hours to ride to your heart’s content! I usually take two to three since I like to linger a bit over breakfast and lunch.

8. The Tyler Place is an excellent base for a week’s worth of gorgeous loops. The nice part about Tyler Kingdom in Northwest Vermont is that, unlike most of the green state, it’s mostly gently rolling and totally flat. For both beginner and advanced adult cycling enthusiasts, Vermont and Quebec’s Eastern Townships offer not only several excellent loops but abundant cycling resources such as Lake Champlain Bikeways and The Green Mountain Bicycle Club a group I always see on at least one of my Tyler Place loops. Over the past 13 years I have tried out many loop rides from the Tyler Place. Here are my fab four rides that during the week I will either repeat or vary. You can find these rides and more on Map My Ride

1. Ode to St. Albans: Flat and rolling ride along Lake Champlain to St Albans bay. Optional extension to Kilkare St Park. Plenty of farmland, lakeviews with stops in Swanton, Kilkare St Park and St Albans Bay. 30 miles One could continue this ride all the way to Burlington as the coastal road follows the lake for 40 miles.  Easy

2. The Farms of Franklin:  Ride to Morses Line (Canadian Border) Franklin and Lake Carmi (Lago di Carmi) 40 miles. Another spectacular road that rolls for miles and miles along lush farmland of the Vermont / Canadian border. A variety of loops and extensions are available from Franklin and Lake Carmi. Silo after Silo, glorious farm awaits you all the way to East Berkshire! This ride can be extended for miles! Intermediate

3. Oh Canada: Bring your passport and enjoy this loop to Frelighsburg, Quebec. 50 miles. This ride has some amazing rollers through St Armand, Pigeon Hill and back around to Richford. Lovely architecture and homesteads. Check out the potter of Pigeon Hill and the Cafes in Frelighsburg. Intermediate to Challenging.  Intermediate to challenging

4. The Island of Lake Champlain: 40-50 miles. This is the only ride where I recommend that you drive Alburg and then cycle South along delightful beautifully paved roads that follow the lake to North Hero, South Hero and Grand Isle. 

9. Bike to Eat. Eat to Bike: Did I forget to mention the healthy, carbo abundant, delicious food? For three meals a day, The Tyler Place chefs prepare some of the most delicious, varied and healthy cuisine you will eat all year. Save room for local ice cream and home-made cookies and deserts.  PLUS for one week you can enjoy three meals without your kids asking you to get up and get them a glass of milk!  An immensely enjoyable feature of The Tyler Place is the adults-only policy for cocktails and dinner.  For three blessed hours you can bask in the company of other adults and hold grown-up conversations, unwind and relax knowing that your kids (as well as everyone else’s) have dined early and are off with their friends and counselors at a pool party, on a hayride or waterskiing at the lake. 

10. Fellow guests as your cycling pals. Thy Tyler Place attracts a wide diversity of families but what most seem to have in common is their outgoing nature and absolute love of the area. While most of the cyclists use the Tyler Place bikes and attend the Tyler Place excursions, every year there’s a couple of guests who bring their bike.

Of course with the writing of this blog, we hope that more cycling families and couples will discover what a perfect place this is to achieve what is impossible in normal life: Take long rides knowing the kids are happy and taken care of, indulge in leisurely, delicious meals and conversation with other adults and enjoy the facilities and activities of Tyler Place activities with your family during family time. Why not gather together your cycling pals and have a reunion at the Tyler Place; if you do email me or give me a call.  I might just join you!

Return to Lofoten on a Ciclismo Classico Family Tour: Day 1-4

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

After 12 hours of hugely uncomfortable but uneventful plane travel we arrived in Bodo, the small city from which all ferries leave to Lofoten, the small island that took my heart away a little more than one year ago. The airport of Bodo is small, my favorite kind. Within minutes we collected our luggage and were out the door, on a bus and heading into town to catch a 3 hour ferry. We were starved and the kid’s  exhaustion from all night travel was setting in and raising its ugly head in the form of whining, crying, fighting and refusing to move any farther until food was supplied. We dragged our feet and luggage to a restaurant on the main drag and had mediocre pizza and salad. After plane food and a terrible night, they will eat anything. 

We hop on the 3:00 ferry but just after we board we realize that it’s the wrong one so screaming we sprint off and board the ferry that is next to ours. Once we get on the ferry it does not take long for us to settle in. Lorenzo falls asleep while Valentina and Luca listen quietly to their IPODS. I read a bit then discover that the ferry has internet and I catch up on some emails.  Soon sleep overtakes me too and I let it. We arrive in Moskennes at 7:00 and our local guides Kirk and Roger are waiting to take us to our red rorbur overlooking the sea. Rorbu are a typical accommodation in Lofoten. The rorbu, literally meaning “row house” are cabins, once used by local fishermen, are simply restored and idyllically located between the fish landing station, quayside buildings, fish racks and other traditional, local buildings. Here, everywhere in Lofoten, you have the sea on one side, and the the spectacular Lofoten mountains on the other. 


We drop off our luggage and walk to a Marem, a small, cozy restaurant overlooking the sea. The choices are limited, the prices are high but the dishes are flavourful. Luckily our waitress was Italian and could translate the Norwegian only menu. Mauro and I had a delicate Haddock steak with mustard sauce. The kids enjoyed very large burgers on thick, hearty locally baked rolls. After dinner we strolled back to our cabin and tried to settle down. Between the bright Northern lights, jet lag and general excitement over our new abode, no one fell asleep until at least 2:00 AM.

The next day we let the kids sleep in until 12:00 giving me some time to catch up on organizing months of photographs. It will take me most of the summer to work on this project during travel downtime but its gotta get done.  By late afternoon we were on our way to Reine, Sandro’s base of operation. We tried out our bikes, enjoyed waffles and a bit of metalworking with the local blacksmith. Then, for the highlight of the day, we took an hour kayak trip with Kirk into the bay at the beginning of the Fiord. The water was glass like making the rowing easy. Luca, who took a six-week kayak and swim course at the Boys and Girls club rowed like an old pro. I watched in awe at all of us in this beautiful place so far from home. What a spectacular place. 
After kayaking it was back to our rorbu and to dinner in the town of A (yes the name of this town is one letter, but pronounced “O”) where Ghana and Uruguay were playing a semi final round of the world cup. Ghana lost. Some were crushed. Others were not. That’s the way it goes in World Cup competition; At the same time, a bike race about to take off from the restaurant.  The annual race called Insominia, leaves at 11:00 and cover 250 KM across Lofoten and cyclists ride throughout the night. Not a huge field of riders but tightly dressed in warm layers and ready for a “night” ride under the midnight sun. We walk home and for the second night we are buzzed from the bright lights and energy from the day. Kids rest reluctantly but thanks to audio tapes slumber overcomes all.


We wake to a gorgeous morning of pure sunshine. We head to the other side of the island to meet the Pohl family—Jim, Joyce, Angie and Devin who we will share our week here in Lofoten. Meeting them face to face after many emails and phone calls is a treat particularly when I discover they have been loyal fans and have been collecting our annual Ciclismo Classico brochure AND saving it on top of their refrigerator since 1990, when I illustrated all the places we went to rather than use photographs. Now that makes me smile.

Our hotel, the Nyvågar Rorbuhotell is set into a quiet bay stunningly simple and lovely, a renovated grouping of boat houses overlooking a quiet bay and stunning mountains. Open your door and you are on a dock. Take five steps and you’re in the water. My kids love it and do not want to leave. Valentina settles in as if she has been there for weeks, Lorenzo learns that dock biking can be fun. 

The Nyvågar Rorbuhotell is a rorbu cabin hotel built on the foundations of the medieval town of Vågar, the first town community of North Norway. This area still retains some of the atmosphere of old.  Here you can experience Lofoten Museum, which is built around one of Lofoten’s largest and best preserved village owner houses, as well as Galleri Espolin and Lofoten Aquarium. Life at Nyvågar is oriented towards the sea, and the spacious fisherman’s cabins are of a high standard with a high level of comfort. I love our rorbu cabins built on two levels, decorated in light colors.


We meet to review the trip, have a snack and take a warm up ride on our bikes to Svolvar and back. The light is stunning as it whirls in and out of the clouds. In Svolvar the kids are doing wheelies in the main square and bouncing over steps while parents savor a large latte and some salty peanuts. The attempt to do a wheelie becomes a theme throughout the trip. There’s lots of excitement and chatting as we pedal home to our rorbu cabin on the sun filled dock. Sharing a love of travel, food, adventure, fun and bicycling, our families are instantly compatible. It’s going to be a great week!  Our dinner that evening is consistent with our accommodations, elegant yet simple: Fish mussle soup with salmon. Halibut with a bit of black caviar. Baked potato. For desert Panna Cotta. The basic description does not do justice to how the delicate flavors coated our palate. The dining room décor is rustic and cozy with old photographs and artefacts from Lofoten life a sea filling the room. The meal was a

Day 2:
Happy 4th of July! We wake up to a drizzling rain which allows us to try out all our new rain gear! We get off to a slow start with Kirk in the lead and the kids following him like a Pied Piper. We ride along a bike trail that parallels the main road. We are surrounded by lush mountain walls of green. The rain tapers off as we approach a 200m tunnel but rather than ride through it we take the gravel trail that goes over the mountain. It’s mostly hard packed but with enough loose rocks and incline that Luca reaches the top crying “ I am going to die.” Fully surviving he reaches the top to his cheering squad of Lorenzo, Valentina and Joyce. His tears dry and his confidence booms. 

We take a group photo with the hazy mountains and sea behind us and head down the other side. I teach Luca and Angie not to sit on their bottoms but to lift their bodies and let the bike roll over the rocks. At the bottom we bike to the sea and a lovely sand and rock beach where the kids play, climb and collect shells until our snack of—cheese, nuts, crackers, hot chocolate, sliced banana, chips and sliced carrots—are ready.

Fueled we ride the last 10 KM spectacular zig zagging miles along the sea and over two arched bridges to Henningsvar, the largest fishing village in the Lofoten.  Gorgeous coastal

Twisting through sidestreets we arrive at our hotel, the Finnholmen Brygge and walk upstairs to the dining room and common area that’s warm and lined with long wooden tables where the kids have already made themselves comfortable. We relax, award them orange fanta for their hard work then ride back into town to search for lunch. We find the perfect spot, the Henningsvar Climbers Café, run by the NorthNorwegian School of Mountaineering www.nordnorskklatreskole.no. We know it’s got to be good because we find our guides there sipping a beer. The smell of hot soup, savory sauces fill the warm air. We order lasagne, pasta carbonara and a salad with chicken which we split and is plenty for all of us.  A local beer on tap washes it all down just right. 

We continue wandering around this charming fishing village by bike including side trips along docks, around boats and into galleries  based out of musty smelling old barns filled with hand made wool hats, scarves and mittens and seafaring stuff from long ago. The rain picks up again and we head back for hot showers and some downtime before dinner.  It’s July 4th and like most years we are celebrating where no one else does so we have a humble toast to our great country and dig into our fresh fish soup. No chance of Fireworks here—it never gets dark!  
COMING SOON DAYS 3-5
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Why We Love our Ciclismo Guests: Meet Tom Fortmann, another Crazy Guy on a Bike

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

I feel blessed to have such wonderful people in my midst. A ride up the Minuteman Commuter Bikeway not only provides a quiet, traffic-free escape from urban Arlington but whether I plan it or not, I usually meet up with very interesting people with whom I can share a few miles of cycling and free-flowing chat. I was riding the path with my dad yesterday and passed Tom Fortmann and his wife Carla who live in Lexington, literally steps away from where the American Revolution began in a lovely colonial house on the green.  Tom, by the way was one of the founders of the Minuteman Bikeway, the most used bike path in the country, and pushed for its creation against townsfolk who were convinced that it would increase crime.

Although he is a retired top executive, as many of our “retired” Ciclismo guests, at a super youthful looking and energetic 67, he is as busy as ever with a plethora of activities.  He is a grandfather of three, very active with the Massachusetts Board of Education and recently  performed as Paul Revere in Lexington’s “In Their Own Words,” a live performance with key players in the American Revolution.

As busy as he is, I will leap to the conclusion that what Tom loves most is to ride his bike. In the last ten years, Tom has ridden an average of 5,000 miles per year. Luckily he has our complete collection of Ciclismo jersies which he wears regularly. Tom and his wife, devoted Italiophiles are two of our most generous Ciclismo ambassadors; when our Ciclismo guides come to town they welcome and feed them with the requirement that only Italian is spoken

Last week Tom and a friend left me in the dust on a Charles River Wheelmen spring century. This week he will ride from Boston to Provincetown, the infamous “Cape in a Day” ride.  Only five months into the year Tom has ridden 3823 miles in preparation for his longest trip to date. In less than two weeks he will embark on a two month ride across the country on Timberline’s Odyssey 2010. Over the past ten years, Tom and his wife (a more leisurely cyclist) have taken our longest Ciclismo Classico tours: Bike Across Italy,  Giro d’Italia, Sardinia/Corsica (photo), The Best of Southern Italy and  Bike Across Southern Italy. In 2001, he and his Stanford buddies rented a villa and cycled around some of Tuscany’s most challenging roads.

Luckily, Tom has documented most of his cycling journeys on a unique website, Crazy Guy on A Bike

We look forward to following his cross country adventure on this web site

His favorite tour: Our 15 Day Giro D’Italia
His ride. A Seven
His favorite gelato flavor: Cioccolato

Good Luck Tom!

Who Needs a Lawn? Plant a Garden (or have someone like Ben do it for you!)

Tuesday, October 5th, 2010

When I was in high school I remember spending hours in Betty Doyle’s massive vegetable garden on Hurricane Road in Keene, NH. I loved having my toes in the soil, weeding, laughing with Betty and of course bringing my bounty home to stir fry. 

Flash forward to my urban existance on Marathon St in Arlington. I have been whining about my tiny yard for years. It has barely enough room for the kids to play in and until this fall when I chose to cut down a hemlock tree to make room for my future vegetable garden.  Although, I wept like a baby at the cutting of this massive tree, replacing it with plants and now a 10 x 10 plot of fresh soil has finally created closure my treehugger’s mourning.

Although I had my share of critics on the Arlington List ( our town’s highly opinionated list serve)  who felt like I should plant and maintain my own garden, my time is limited and when young Ben (who I found on the A list) came to my house and offered his very reasonable services, that amounted to the cost of one week of groceries, how could I resist?  I am all for “doing it yourself” but I also see the tremendous value and satisfaction in supporting a young entrepreneur like Ben.  I see it more as a partnership. He has the skills, the passion and the talent that I want to invest in. Having a small garden reminded me of Italy, where no one has lawns, but everyone has  gardens! Now that Ben has gotten me started, the kids and I just have to maintain it.

Come to find out Ben skipped college and has been travelling the world to learn about growing food. He spent time in New Zealand and is now back in the Arlington trying, with the help of mom, to “grow” his business. Standing over my fresh soil, he asks me what veggies I like, I ask him what he wants to name his business. He says “Dig It”, I suggest “We Dig It”. He likes that and keeps digging.

The garden is now planted. I better get watering!  I am still not sure what I am going to do when we travel during the month of July and are away in August but I know I can pay Ben to do it. OK I won’t be doing the “work” and therefore cannot collect my “Do-it-yourself Gardener stars” but at least we will be producing lots of food that I plan to share with anyone who wants it. Want to be a bit greener? Find yourself a gardener and turn that lawn into a garden.  Just imagine if every tiny urban lawn was, for a small investment,  turned into a veggie garden.  Just imagine if more young urban kids realized that they could support themselves by digging up lawns and planting seeds.

Live in the Arlington area? Got a small, sunny plot of land? Grow your own veggies!
email Ben @ Bennyb73@gmail.com

The Harmonica Man. Music keeps him Alive

Monday, September 13th, 2010

Here’s a story to inspire your day thanks to WIMP.http://www.wimp.com/

It’s a about Andy Mackie, the Harmonica man who at 70 years old is glad to be alive. He’s a Scottish born horse trainer who lives in a camper in NW Washington state even though technically he should not be alive. After his 9th heart surgery Andy’s doctors’ had him on 15 different medicines. The side affects made him

Thank You Pan Mass Challenge Sponsors!

Wednesday, August 25th, 2010

The Reasons we Ride

Mom (1933-2004) You are on Every Ride!
Thank You PMC sponsors! Another wonderful summer, my 19th Pan Mass Challenge and feeling so blessed and thankful for your support. My grand total thus far is over ,500 making me a heavy hitter for the second year in a row! My individual thank you letters are going out to each of my sponsors but I also wanted to thank my 60

Biking in Barcelona: One of the World’s Great Cycling Cities

Wednesday, August 11th, 2010

Our family at Parco Della Cittadella

The Bicing Resident Bike rental service
For the second year in a row, my family has opted to use bicycles to get around the European cities we visit (and I have chosen to visit cities that are bikeable.  Last year we launched our European city biking explorations with a Bike with Mike tour through Copenhagen. Since then I have no problem selling them on