This is actually the second time I’ve done this little trek. The first time was in the waning days of 2022. I rode on December 30th and camped overnight to wake up on my 50th birthday, December 31st, in my tent to a brisk day and a wonderful campfire. I have been yearning for another ride, and I’m terribly out of shape, so I put in for a day off and snuck away for a Sunday to Monday bike overnight.
When I first did the research on this route, I knew I needed to find a place to park my vehicle overnight. The wonders of the internet, and especially the cycling community, never cease. After posting my dilemma in a Facebook group for bikers in Philly, a generous gent named Kevin offered his driveway up to me, and he lives just off the trail near Norristown, PA. Both last year and this year Kevin rode with me for the first 20 miles or so of the trip. So fun to meet fellow cyclists and stay in touch!
Backing up a bit, here are some shots of the gear that goes in the panniers. The only things not pictured are my shoes (Hey Dudes) and my Stanley flask filled with bourbon.
The bike is my beloved Trek 920. It’s gone through quite a few upgrades and I finally feel like it’s dialed in. WTB Byway tires, Redshift Sports Kitchen Sink handlebar and suspension seatpost, and this year I upgraded the drivetrain to full 11 speed Shimano GRX. Game changer. I love this bike!
The route is easy. Flat. Smooth. Easy to navigate. All things that are perfect for the out-of-shape adventure cyclist. Kevin and I rode the smooth Schuylkill River Trail north all the way to our lunch stop in Pottstown. We found a wonderful brewery/restaurant and enjoyed a short break. After lunch, Kevin headed back home to beat the descending sun and I continued on towards camp.
Reaching the turnoff point just shy of Birdsboro, the road heads up. The ride up to French Creek State Park is 4.5 miles, almost entirely uphill. Some sections are very very steep, especially (of course) the last little bit up to the campground itself. This final 5 miles took me nearly an hour. But, I made it.
I had found a very wonderful generous kind person who was willing to deliver firewood to my campsite last year. I called him again this year, he remembered me, and was willing to do so again. So, if you’re ever in the area and need firewood, be sure to patronize Willow Brook Firewood, LLC. There’s no website, but call the proprieter, at (484) 743-4323 and he will take excellent care of you!!
The low was forecast to be 32 degrees, so I purchased plenty of fuel for the night.
French Creek State Park is one of the few campground that is open year round in my area. There is a campground host, restrooms, showers, and water sources are open. People camp there. It’s a great resource!
It was a cold night. This amazing clear sky was beautiful to look at but also mean that it was going to be brisk. After a few stops and starts, I finally settled in and got some good rest.
A couple gear notes here. I LOVE my Nemo Bikepacker tent! I purchased it a couple years ago and there are some really great features. A full review is here on Bikepacking.com. I also have had to come to terms with the fact that I’m not as nimble, young, flexible, or light as I used to be. I was seriously questioning how much longer I’d be able to enjoy bike camping, until I purchased a new Sea to Summit sleeping pad this spring. It’s bulky but still light, and the 4″ thickness has been a game changer.
Here is the route data from day one.
After the very cold night, I climbed out of my tent into the frigid air, built a fire, and enjoyed some delicious coffee. I spent awhile letting the weather warm up a little before breaking camp and heading out.
Descending at 30 mph when it’s not even 40 degrees out is CHILLY! Back onto the trail. This end of the SRT is very hard packed gravel. Almost paved. But it’s just beautiful and it’s some really smooth riding.
There is some wonderful history along this route. Due to the short days this time of year, I didn’t have time to stop and meander around much of it. I do intend to come back in the summer though. I really love the 18th Century history of this area and stories behind canal and rail travel.
With a couple short climbs and lots of beautiful, paved trail, I made my way back to Kevin’s house and loaded my bike in the van. It was a great getaway and I’m looking forward to returning to the area.
Day 2 route data (GPS issues…ignore the elevation profile)