
Met two riders headed north while I was coming down to Rt 110.

The last rider gave a wave instead of the clenched fist. Must be a newbie I figured. It always amazes me when that happens.
Got up into the junction that goes to Fairlee and the trail to Chelsea and Rt 113. I stopped here to take a break. I looked down and said yo what's this? I'm glad no one is drinking and riding. Ya right!


Now, all the while I'm riding my temp light keeps coming on. I'm not one to stray off the main trail but I had to today to keep the machine from pucking it's coolant. I have to tell you I wasn't the only one having problems keeping the motor cool as I saw lots of fresh tracks off to the side of the main trail.

From here I headed toward Chelsea. Trails still in need of attention.

Dark clouds were beginning to move in.

Down to the Rt 113 road crossing.

The streams are full this time of year.

Further up the trail I came upon a deer yard.

Nice view of the Chelsea valley from the summit.


The downhill sections were a little hairy because of the ice. Hit the brakes and you become a passenger along for the ride. No control.
Down to the Rt 110 road crossing.

This is a new trail this year and is a bit longer to get to Chelsea but I was heading north so it is as scenic as it gets.




Once on the trail headed towards Williamstown I was pleasantly surprised to find groomed trails. I knew it could be better if there had been some grooming despite the concrete like conditions due to the rain.


The bus graveyard is still there in it's winter repose.

Continued at part II.
