First of all, the weather forecast had spent all week predicting rain for Saturday. Until Saturday actually came, and it looked like it would probably be clear until evening. So we packed up the bikes and the rain suits and headed out first thing in the morning.
We were originally going to try the Armstrong Trail. But ten minutes into our trip, we found that access to Route 28 was blocked off in downtown Pittsburgh, and there was no telling how long we were going to sit in traffic. We decided to pick another direction to go in.
My husband remembered hearing something about a trail through Saltsburg that we’d never tried, and I was able to google-up some directions on my PDA. So we were off on an adventure.
We parked along the street in Saltsburg, scrounged up a map, and headed east on the trail. It was a nice, wide, well surfaced trail, following close to the Conemaugh River.
Three to four miles in, there was a sign marking the Dick Mayer Section of the trail, which branched off to the left. We continued on, though the trail surface quickly deteriorated. In about a mile, the trail was blocked off, and a sign told us to contact the property owner if we wanted to continue. We reviewed the map, and it turns out we should have turned onto Dick's section.
The Dick Mayer Section is apparently a work-around for a section of former rail line that the trail builders couldn’t get access to. This part, then, consisted of about three miles of “non-rail” trail. It was narrow and steeper that what we’re used to (I admit to walking the bike up a few sections, and even down some places), but went through some great upland woods. Perhaps the coolest thing was a short tunnel, shared by the trail and a creek shared, that opens immediately onto a wooden bridge. This spot is definitely going onto my list of the ten best lunch rocks.
After descending a near-cliff in switchbacks at the end of the section, we were back on dead-flat rail trail. This section had four major bridges with amazing views.
It was a great ride. Probably because of the forecast, there was hardly anyone out, and it was completely quiet. I don’t think we saw even ten other bikes the whole day. It was a lot of work, though – a 30-mile ride that felt more like 50.
The Dick Mayer Section isn’t for the casual rider, but it’s worth the effort. Once caution is to watch for the signs. There are several intersecting access roads and trails, and you could get lost back in them thar woods.
I did find one new flower for my photo collection, a
field pansy. We also saw striped violets and golden ragwort, among
other things.