Mount Washington Valley Adaptive Sports' goal is “to create opportunities for individuals of all abilities to experience the freedom, confidence, and joy that comes from being active outdoors in the Mount Washington Valley.”
Some mothers get flowers and cards on Mother’s Day. Others get taken out to dinner. How many get to go mountain biking with their kids and grandkids? I was one of the lucky ones.
Do you like to cycle solo or join a group for a road or trail ride? I like to do both. When I ride on my own, I can choose my own ride, pace, length and difficulty. On a group ride, I enjoy the camaraderie and riding new places with others.
If you haven’t been out on your bicycle yet, it’s time to saddle up. With snow mostly gone, might as well put away the skis and get your bike and you ready to pedal. The trails and roads are dry, the weather’s been warm and sunny, and traffic is light, so there’s no excuse for not riding. Do…
Did you know that, by New Hampshire law, bicycles are considered “vehicles” when they operate on roads?
There’s more to being ready to ride your bicycle on roads and rec paths than having your helmet on correctly and your bike in good working order. You and your kids may have done your helmet checks — “Eye, ears and mouth” test and bike inspections — “ABC Quick Check,” but are you mentally and…
The young rider was excited to be riding his bike again. His mom made him put on his helmet first, but then he was gone, pedaling toward freedom.
It’s April. Kids and adults are already out riding their bikes on rec paths and roads. It’s time to make my seasonal shift from Nordic Tracks to Wheel Family Fun.
Mysterious objects in the woods always pique my interest. Whether I’m hiking, skiing, snowshoeing or biking, I stop and wonder: What is that, how did it get here, who put it there, what does it mean? There are stories in those finds.
Would you believe me if I said you could create at least a 15-mile in-town road ride in the East Side area, starting from Hemlock Lane, near Walmart, and ending at Hurricane Mountain Road? Such a ride involves not only distance, but climbing challenges. It’s what my friend, Jeanne Twehous, r…
This is my last column for the Sun.
It’s the grab it when you can time of the cycling season. With darkness outstripping daylight hours, the window of opportunity for cycling is shrinking. If you wait too late in the day to go out, you’ll be coming home in the dark.
Some may see them as roads to nowhere or perhaps forgotten roads that once led to towns, work encampments or cabins of yesterday. I see them as roads to somewhere, or as Robert Frost might say the roads not taken.
I have always had a fascination with old cemeteries. Oftentimes, they’ve been places of beauty and quiet meditation for me. Other times, they’ve been a place to discover the history and lives of those interred beneath their stones. Gravestones' etchings tell their stories.
The idea was to use Bike for Books routes from the 2010s as an outline and go from there. The ride would progress from the Whitaker Homesite and go through Whitaker Woods, along the power lines and then Old Bartlett Road to Cranmore Mountain Resort.
A friend told me about riding horses when she was a kid around Rockhouse Mountain in Conway. I could just imagine how exciting that was, especially with a downhill gallop to the farm. Could I do a ride like that on my bike? That question was the spark that lit my fire.