Hi you guys,
I am home from my first real bike adventure. It was pretty darn perfect.
I got on Amtrak just great at Kalamazoo. I rode to the station and got there embarrassingly early. The agent helped me hoist the bike up the steep steps (nearly impossible for just me as the back had three heavy bags and the angle was practically vertical). He gave me premiere parking in the hallway! And he helped lift the bike down those same steep stairs at the ride’s end.
Leif from this List reached out to me and invited me to ride with a group of his friends (and his wife). They were Chicagoan, experienced cyclists who had their own extras to put on the agenda and were welcoming to add-ons like me. I had never met Leif, but he was as nice as you might imagine and so was his wife. When do you ever decide to travel across state lines with 6 strangers and think that’s a safe idea? Only on a bike tour.
The friends rode a variety of bikes, several had drop bars and 2 of them were wearing kit. The rest of us were in normal clothes. Almost all of us were about the same age, which was really nice as we were all in similar stages of life. The group was SO kind and did not make me feel like an interloper at all. Accomplished, interesting people, they were enjoyable to chat with and I loved hearing about their lives. There were 2 married couples in the group and they were very happy to be on their bikes together. (Sweet!) This Tour de Shore was the leader’s 10th year doing it, and he had prepared fun side quests for us. We took an extra and more scenic departure from the city. Instead of eating PB&J at the SAG stop, we hit a great brewery for a real lunch. He knew the little food co-op to get the good ice cream bars from. These extras made the ride even more exciting.
They all went camping, but I stayed in a hotel. I met them on the road for Day 2 and was so pleased it worked. I had to add an extra 2 miles to my route and frantically pedaled to get there in time because road construction took the bridge out on my route and I was detoured. We made good time today and rode pretty fast. We had 41 miles to do and we averaged 20.3 mph on mile 35, 19.6 mph on mile 36 and 18.7 mph on mile 38. Not bad for day two!
The scenery was..well, I felt like we were in a movie. A lot of our route was on bike paths and quiet roads. We wound our way around the coast of Lake Michigan which, if never you’ve seen it, is teal (teal!!!) and like an inland ocean. There were grand beach houses and kind townspeople. There were wetlands and creeks and swamps and bridges. Serene bike paths under tunnels of arching trees. We saw every kind of person riding every kind of bike. I wish I had taken photos of the scenery but I dreaded causing a wreck so left my phone in its mount.
The SAG stops were fun - the first one was a giant pancake breakfast and you caught your pancakes on your plate as the cook sent them sailing towards you in the air. The facilities were plush and we lacked nothing.
The Amtrak ride home did not offer the princess treatment at New Buffalo. The agent stood by while I tried to hoist the bike nearly vertically (have you seen how steep the steps are?!) and fully loaded. A bystander lifted the saddle and I was in. There were two other bikes in the hallway and I had to put mine against them. But the Backabikes padded the frame and no paint was chipped. The agent must have felt a little bad because he did help me guide the bike off the train.
A few hot tips from your novice tour-er RivSister.
1. Cotopaxi packing cubes. Highest praise! I got everything (full make-up! 3 days of clothing!) into my Backabikes using those cubes. They just make everything fit and they are so convenient. I wanted for nothing.
2. Kickstands. If and when I get a road bike I can tell you right now it will have a kickstand. I don’t care about the weight or that it’s profane to pollute a pure road bike with one - I have seen too much. People were propping bikes up and I was watching them smash onto asphalt and concrete. No thank you.
3. Bring food. They ran out of breakfast at our first SAG stop today. We all had enough food to make it through until we could eat. But I’d hate to be out there bonking.
4. Electrolyte tabs. It was hot enough that one of our group was cramping up. I gave him some Nuun tabs but he must have been pretty behind on his lytes because he was full-body cramping even after taking them.
5. Arm sleeves. They have cooling ones on Amazon and they were great for keeping me from being sunburned and feeling cool in hot weather.
I’m making a video for IG that will also tell the story. I’ll post it later. I made it home this evening under my own power - no cars were used on this bike adventure. I pedaled home from the station and am back at my post. Three days, about 140 miles, two time zones and three states. How can I go back to normal life now?
Bonus: RIV CONTENT!
At the start in downtown Chicago, this darling woman rolled her bike towards me.
“You’re my kind of girl!” I called to her, seeing her pink tires and bamboo fenders and dyno.
“Oh, my husband does all this to my bike and he’s overkill,” she said.
“Well he is wonderful!” I said.
A few minutes later she said, “I think my husband knows you.” Apparently he is Scott on this list. Scott, are you out there? Youth have good taste in bike things and this lady is lucky!


At the finish, this man approached me. He’s also on the List and he has this 23 year old Romulus!

Lastly, the leader of our group was interested in my bike. He knows a little about Rivendell. He rides a Lemond that he has had forever. He likes a steel bike. Did Riv make a Platypus that wasn’t a mixte because what do the men ride? I had to tell him all about how Riv has made you all converts and you men are all out there riding your Clems and Platys now. And he was a quick believer. “I think she’s convinced me,” he said to the group after test riding my bike. He’s 6’3” but he could still tell this bike is awesome.

Thanks to everyone who helped me with their Amtrak tips and bolstered my courage to even try this. You are good, kind people and I am grateful to you.
Leah