Biking into pre-season.

By Wendy Clinch •  Updated: 09/09/10 •  2 min read

Welcome to the season otherwise known as fall. Well, that’s not entirely true. Because even though fall doesn’t officially begin til September 22 (at 11:09 AM, to be exact), here in the US we traditionally put fall as anything post Labor Day/pre-Thanksgiving. So since I’m an American (and proud of it), I’ll go with that.

So what does a Ski Diva do in the fall (besides tap her foot while impatiently waiting for winter)?

Right now I’m on the coast of Maine, doing some hiking, some biking, and eating a lot of this:


Yes, it tasted just as good as it looked. Here’s a plug for Red’s in Wiscasset, Maine. If you’re ever in the neighborhood, don’t even think about passing it by. Just go. You won’t be disappointed.

Anyway, yesterday we hiked up Cadillac Mountain in Acadia National Park. This is the highest mountain on the eastern coast of the US. The mountain is known for its outstanding views. On a good day. But on this particular day, there was so much fog we couldn’t see a blasted thing on the way up. The park ranger counseled us to “look for the pretty little pond.” We were within 10 feet of that “pretty little pond” and didn’t even know it was there. It’s lucky we didn’t walk off a cliff.

Happily, the sun came out right when we reached the top, and voila! Beautiful views, just as advertised. The trip down was lovely. Well worth doing.


Today we have more hiking in store. Then tomorrow and Saturday, biking. We’re doing a ride in Portland, Maine, that’ll take us past eight (count ’em, EIGHT) lighthouses.

As much as I love skiing, this is a very nice trip. As Mr. Ski Diva says, it can’t all be about skiing. And in a moment of weakness, I can see his point.


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