Lake Bomo Roubaix

 

On Monday we headed back to Brandon only this time to visit Foley Brothers Brewery and the Nashobe Valley Winery.  When we got back to the KOA, Ann wanted to rest so I headed out on the bike again, only this time for a more scripted ride.

Heading north on Rt 30 for about a half mile I turned south onto Pencil Mill Road and then started climbing.

After the climb there was a very interesting cliff west of the road.

You could see where some uplift took place

as well as some folding.

Pencil Mill Road in Castleton, Vermont, gets its name from a historic 19th-century slate pencil factory. In 1843, entrepreneur John Cain built the first slate pencil mill along Sucker Brook in Castleton, launching an industry that supplied writing tools to schools across the United States and the world until 1878.

Then I was treated to a nice little climb

which ended with an amazing view looking south towards Castleton.

After the farm there was a 1.5 mile straightaway back to Rt 4A.

Found some Black Butter in Castleton on Rt 4A.

I turned north onto Creek Road and rode along the lake and then I turned onto Point of Pines Road that immediately went into 14% climb. At the top of the hill the road turns north and becomes dirt. I went about halfway down the hill towards Point of Pines when I realized I was off course. 

I backtracked and then turned into a driveway that was supposed to Coon Hill Road. A woman came out of her garage and told this was private property and the road didn't go through.  So I headed back down to Point of Pines and continued riding north on Creek Road.

From Creek Road there was a nice view of Nashobe Island and you to the right you could see the cliff that I saw from Pencil Mill Road.

RWGPS didn't say that this was a private road but the fact that the sign says it doesn't connect to Lake Bomoseen State Park was all that I needed to continue riding north on the hard ball.

I turned onto West Castleton Road and passed by some relics from the West Castleton Railroad & Slate Company.

Moscow Road was wonderfully dirty.

I stopped off at Half Moon State Park for a Papa Romeo.

Then rode by some picturesque lakes.

Turning south onto Rt 30 I rode by this cool, old barn on the side of the road.

Another hour and the sun would be setting.