On a perfect, last-gasp-of-summer day, my husband and I set off on our bikes on southeast Minnesota's Root River State Trail. Leaving the bustling trail town of Lanesboro, we were soon pleasantly surprised to have the smooth asphalt almost to ourselves as we pedaled through green canopies and open farmland, past the occasional kayak and canoe in the gently flowing river.
Only in the tiny town of Whalan — a few miles east of Lanesboro — did we run into some minor cyclist congestion near a popular pie shop.
On this Labor Day weekend, we had feared a scene resembling RAGBRAI, the annual ride across Iowa in which thousands of cyclists engulf small towns like an invading force, sweating in spandex, cleats clomping on concrete.
Not to worry. The 42-mile paved trail — part of the 60-mile Root River Trail System that snakes through a bucolic valley of forests, bluffs, villages and farms — proved to be a cyclist's paradise. And in pretty Lanesboro (population 734), we found other draws, including a vibrant arts center, abundant live theater, good restaurants and lovely bed and breakfasts.
The trail system consists of two trails linking eight towns, each a short distance apart. The result is several 5- to 13-mile segments, providing a variety of options for riders. We encountered families with young children, as well as millennial and middle-aged pleasure riders and the occasional serious-looking solo cyclist.
Lanesboro itself was packed with tourists, many with bikes atop car racks. But there was plenty of room to window-shop on and around Parkway Avenue, the historic main drag, lined with attractive 19th-century brick storefronts. We could still get into the restaurants we wanted to try. And the Root River Trail, which runs east-west along an abandoned railroad line that often hugs the river, was always peaceful.
We took it easy. (No 80-mile RAGBRAI days for us!) On our first day, we rode a 27-mile round trip linking Lanesboro, Whalan and Peterson. The trail was flat but not dull, cutting through woods and fields, past postcard-perfect old farmsteads and — surprise — a low-key mini golf course near Whalan, with a few families putt-putting.
We also learned that Whalan is so tiny — 263 acres, with about 67 residents — that it throws an annual "stand still" parade (slated for May 20). The color guard, musicians, floats and American Legion vets stay put while spectators do the walking.