With almost 300 miles more to reach NYC, Wyman departed Canastota at 7 am on Thursday morning, July 3. He was determined to reach Albany by the end of the day, which was 135 miles of hard riding from Canastota. The previous two days wore him down. The July heat made the frequent stops to fix the motorcycle all the more frustrating and exhausting. Wyman had done several days of riding that distance before, over the course of his journey. So, he knew if things went in his favor he could reach Albany by the end of the day. He was following the Erie Canal. The towpath had been open for cycles and was easy going with its level grade that followed the famed canal. (Wyman did not know it at the time that NY required a special license to ride on the cycle path.)
About 40 miles out, the constant pounding along the cycle path produced another
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Then, six mile from Albany, the rear tire blew out. Wyman was skilled at fixing flat tires, but this one was beyond repair. The hole was large enough to insert a hand. He was forced to walk the motorcycle the rest of the way into Albany.
Here, in his own words, is Wyman's account of the 135 mile ride from Canastota to Albany on July 3, 1903...
"The fates seemed in a conspiracy to prevent my getting to New York before July 4. The motor was getting in such shape that I realized I would be lucky if I could finish with it at all. To add to my troubles these two days from Rochester, July 1 and 2, were terribly hot and I was nearly prostrated by the heat. I managed to make 65 miles and get to Canastota by 9:30 p.m. on the second, and as that was the day I had hoped to be in the metropolis, I did not go to bed in any cheerful humor.
At 7 a.m. on July 3, I started from Canastota; determined to get to Albany, at least, that day. I had trouble from the start. I relaced the belt seven times during the forenoon, and then I spliced it with a new piece at Little Falls. I was still 40 miles from Albany when my handlebars broke off on one side. I had been there a couple of times before during the trip, and it did not take me long to lash a stick across the steering stem. Soon after, the piston began to squeak, and I discovered that the rings on it were worn out. Oil was of no avail, and I rode on with the squeak for company. Six miles from Albany, while I was on the towpath, the rear tire blew out. There was a hole in it that would admit a hand. I walked into Albany. Some of the remarks I made to myself as I walked were not fit for quoting to a Sunday school class. My distance that day was 135 miles. This was to be my last day of big mileage though.
All the way through New York state I used the cycle path without a license. It was not until after my trip ended that I knew I had been violating the law."
G.A.Wyman, "Along The Shores Of The Great Lakes And Down The Hudson To New York", The Motorcycle Magazine, October 1903
We are pleased to announce Little Falls, NY has joined the Project as a hosting location. The Little Falls Historical Society and Museum, at the corner of Albany and South Anne Streets, will mount the Wyman Waypoint sign outside, with the Waypoint poster and site narrative inside the museum.