Commuting again

 Apr 28, 2025

There is nothing quite like a crisp, sunny spring morning to make you want to swap the car keys for two wheels. That was exactly the plan today. It was beautiful out, though still pretty chilly, and a late departure meant I had to move fast. To make up for lost time, I picked the shortest, quietest route to the office to avoid traffic and let the bike eat.

The morning commute was a beautifully fast blur: I descended the Three Sisters, flew past the sparkling waters of the Saugatuck Reservoir, and powered right through the Fred Zone. 

From there, I cut west on Godfrey Road and essentially mirrored my usual driving route. By the time I rolled into work, I had clocked 29 miles in just one hour and thirty-three minutes. The Yamaha Wabash performed absolutely flawlessly, holding a blazing pace the entire way.

Of course, you can't just ride 29 miles to work and call it a day. With the weather holding up, I decided to take the long way home with a specific goal in mind: turning the day into a metric century.

The return leg was all about exploring, nostalgia, and chasing those elusive Wandrer miles. 

I cruised past the iconic caboose on Newtown Turnpike and even passed my childhood home further up the road. 

From there, I climbed up to the center of Weston before ducking onto quiet back roads to hit Valley Forge, riding right alongside the Saugatuck Reservoir. 

After punishing my legs to climb back up the Three Sisters, I headed east on Giles Road to cut over to Poverty Hollow.

The Joel Barlow Tardis

Even as I got close to the neighborhood, I realized I was still a bit short of the milestone. 

Nice Ass!

Instead of heading straight for home, I took a detour over to Brushy Hill to squeeze out the final bonus miles. Mission accomplished—the metric century was in the bag, and it was an incredible day in the saddle.