Massillon, OH to Akron, OH
June 4, 2023
30 miles
Tour total: 1201 miles; Personal miles achieved: 1117 miles
Today's ride was all about memories. I started out this morning thinking ...
it's only 30 miles to Akron ... our shortest ride so far ... and on more
flat trails ... what will I find to write about? And then ... the
day's route greeted me with two vivid memories and one even more powerful one at the end.
The first was the trail surface. Very little was paved with asphalt,
but rather with a hard-packed, crushed sand-clay mixture ... very
reminiscent of the trail surface in Holliston, MA, where I live. Instinctively,
I slowed down a bit and rebalanced on my bike to adjust for this
kind of surface that can shift ever so slightly underneath bike wheels.
The second thing that was familiar was the realization that I was on a
towpath trail, not a rail trail. A towpath trail is always next to a
canal ... or next to a region that used to be a canal. The canals
of early 19th century America, beginning with the Erie Canal, which connected
Albany to Buffalo, were built to accommodate barges that could transport
cargo and people more quickly than over the existing roads of the day.
The barges were towed by harnessed mules or horses attached to the barges
with long tow lines. Hence, the path next to the canal was known as a towpath.
There was no obvious canal that I could see as I was riding, so I started
looking through the foliage to see if I could find evidence of a wide ditch
on either side of me. Sure enough! Not only was there a ditch on my right,
but the width looked to be about 40 feet ... the same size as the
original Erie Canal. My husband Richard and I were participants in the
Erie Canal Bike Tour, run by Parks & Trails New York, in 2014 and 2017
and learned a great deal about the history of the Erie Canal, including
the amazing and innovative engineering techniques used to build it.
The sight of that familiar depression in the woods to my right brought back
those wonderful memories of riding with Richard ... and 500-700 of our
newest best friends! ... on our Erie Canal bike tours. Those tours
were just as well organized and supported as the WomanTours ride I'm on now.
Perhaps the Ohio-to-Erie canals were used to transport freedom seekers on
their way to Canada. The confluence of all these memories …
And to top it all off was the fact that we were riding into Akron, Ohio.
For the rest of my tour sisters, it was just a short day's ride to get to
our next layover day. Of course, I was looking forward to a day off as well,
but Akron meant way more to me than that. It's where my mother was born
and where she lived in the same house until she graduated from the University
of Akron, to which she walked because it was only a few blocks away from home.
I vaguely remember the small two-story home where I visited my grandparents.
My grandfather passed away of cancer when I was ten years old. My grandmother
passed away when I was in my early twenties. I saw them only a few times,
but I have warm memories of their kindness and love.
As I got to the outskirts of Akron, still on the towpath, the road crossings
were decorated with beautiful steel arches identifying the name of the trail
and welcoming visitors to Akron.
My brother Dan, who has an amazing memory, reminded me before I left for
this trip that Minnie Court was the name of the street of our mom's house.
All of a sudden, as I was remembering that conversation, I got an overwhelming
urge step off my bike to look on Google maps to see where I was in relation
to Minnie Court. That point on the trail was as close as I could be without
getting off the trail ... 1.4 miles!
My mom was 87 when she passed away on June 20, 2020 in the middle of the
Covid-19 pandemic before there were vaccines. She didn't die of Covid,
but rather of pancreatic cancer. She had fond memories of living in Akron,
but never regretted moving away and on to other chapters of her life.
But here I was, in this city, with which I have no relationship other
than it is part of my mother's roots. As I got back on my bike and got
closer to the hotel, I could feel the emotion building inside me. As I
stepped down off the bike in front of the streetside hotel entrance, the
tears that never came when she passed in 2020 flooded in. One of our tour
leaders, Cindi, was there at the entrance, and seeing my tears as I cupped
my face in my hands thought something was wrong. It took me a few moments
to catch my breath in order to tell her briefly that this was my mother's
home town and for some reason, I was overwhelmed with these emotions.
She was, as always, incredibly supportive, and shared an equally powerful
memory about her mother, who also passed in 2020.
Thank you, Cindi, for your warmth and caring, and the help you give to
each of the participants and other leaders. This tour has been an amazing
experience from the start, and it is in large part due to the unwavering
positive leadership you and Emily and Casey and Kristie have provided as
the backdrop to our journey.
Even as I'm writing this journal entry, the tears are gently welling up
again. I know that one of the reasons I chose this WomanTours bike ride
was because it was going to stop in Akron. It was a plus, but certainly
not the initial appeal of riding through and learning more about the
history of the Underground Railroad. It was just a cool thought that I
would visit this city that played a major role in my mother's early life.
I wish I could articulate better why the tears here and why now, but I
guess that's the mystery behind some emotions. Memories can often evoke
the strongest ones. One can't always keep emotions from coming. All one
can do is deal with them when they arrive ... and hopefully as
constructively as possible.
So here's to you, Mom! This bike trip is nothing that you would have
done yourself ... you never did learn to ride a bike ... but
you would have enjoyed hearing about my trip and would have, no doubt,
done lots of reading about the Underground Railroad and offered interesting
tidbits and insights to me via email as I traveled. Thanks so much for everything!
Rail trails visited today were:
Ohio & Erie Canal Towpath Trail
Congressman Ralph Regula Towpath Trail
back to Ohio & Erie Canal Towpath Trail
30 miles EBI (every blessed inch)