Seems that it is taking me as long to post about this bike ride as it took Music Maven and I to complete it.
Let’s go to the map again…
So we leave Brenton Point State Park and make our way down the windy edges of Ocean Drive.
The retaining walls on Ocean Drive are emblazoned with the Rooseveltian WPA seals.
Here just beyond the park are beautiful rocky natural jetties gracing the Atlantic.
As I pressed the shutter on this image, Music Maven pointed out the fisherman sitting re-baiting his line.
Music Maven then calmly glanced at the map and said “I was told there would be cocktails & food…where is the COCKTAILS and FOOD?” ZOINKS! Well, off we went. I, peddling a bit faster, as I felt MM’s eye’s boring into my back.
Next we came to the most beautiful cove.
Dotted along the shore were scads of artists capturing the perfect moment on various canvases.
Flowers were plentiful along this stretch o the drive.
MM and I heaved a large sign and climbed back on a trusty two wheeled steeds and made our way toward the “cliff walk” …(see mile marker 7).
The stretch of road between the cove and the entrance to the cliff walk is residential in a way. Each home was as large as the hills we kept climbing. With every hill, I heard more explicatives coming from behind me. With each explicative, I peddled harder fearing for my well being.
We fianlly made it to the beginning of the cliff walk and Bailey’s Beach Club…
Bailey’s Beach Club, is the super exclusive aquatic playground for the beautiful and rich.
The beach is surrounded with “cottages”…Oh look, what luck…one is up for sale. I think I will call about it. MM said…”write the cheque!”
Well, we still didn’t see any place to eat (and drink), so we needed to move down Bellevue Ave. We flew past Doris Duke’s Rough Point, the Astor’s, The Breakers…I spied the town section before me and my feet flew, peddling like a demon. I left poor MusicMaven in the dust with my single view…..FOOD, DRINK, and by this time…a soft LARGE seat!
We ended up eating at The LaForge which is a little bistro attached to the Newport Casino. MusicMaven had the best Rueben evah! I had fish and chips and 80 million gallons of water. We asked our waitress how long she thought the Ocean Drive biking was.
“You girls peddled all the way from the Wellington along Ocean Drive? WOW! You were cranking it.”
A few minutes later she came out and informed us that the Ocean Drive to Bellevue is at least 10 miles. MM and I pulled out our “NOT TO SCALE MAP” and guessed if Ocean Drive alone was ten we must have done at least 15, 18, NO, 19 miles. YES, 19 miles. And so the tall tale of the 19 mile bike ride was born.
After the lunch we picked up some medicinal items…
So we figured out the way home via down hill streets.
Hey, MM wanna do that again tomorrow?