|Today I have about 800 miles to cover before I pillow my head. So I get Frost all ready to go and I get about it. There's not much romance in covering that kind of distance but it is required when you have a certain amount of days of vacation and a long distance to cover. It would be nice to be able to take a leisurely 'wander' back to the Holler, but that's not a current option for me. I figure you can stay at the house and complain about your lot in life or figure out how to work with the hand that is dealt you. At any rate, I won't be in a nursing home wishing I had ridden here or there.|
|The rest of the gang is blissfully enjoying their rest so I silently wish them a good day and head on out.|
|The sky does not look promising, but I figure I'll chance it and see how it all sorts out.|
|Cheticamp is pretty deserted so I wish it good-bye as I leave the city proper.|
|The run is nice along the coast line ...|
|and I try to 'freeze' these views in my head as I will be spending way more time later on the slab where the view is usually all about traffic and orange cones.|
|I just keep a watch on the skies as I do not want to start out the day with wet gear if I can help it.|
|I remember there's gas and a Timmy's coming up shortly, so I figure that will do well for Frost and for me.|
Remembering my previous fritter, I stick with a lovely Boston Creme and a couple of breakfast croissants. I look around and it just so happens that Mike and Joann from NovaScotiaSToc are enjoying their breakfast here also and invite me over to join them. Obviously they are not real picky about who they let sit with them, so I come on over. It's great to share breakfast time with friends once last time before I hit the road alone. But the highway calls so I wish them well after I dispatch my current dose of pig meat, hen fruit and chocolate. Then I head back to a waiting Frost and the adventures that await me today.
On the way out, I see a lovely poochie dog. I ask his human -
"All right if I pet him? I just love dogs. What's his name?'
He tells me it's Buddy and I can see that he is appropriately named. I ask him
"Are you Buddy?" and the dog immediately responds with a big grin. I give my best professional pet and he responds -
"I'll give you two hours to stop that" or at least that's what I understand him to say.
|But I've got a heap of miles to go before I sleep, so I wish Buddy and his human a good day and get back after it.|
|Traffic at least at this point is pretty sparse and I am glad for that while I can get it.|
But soon we come to a toll both and I am thinking to myself -
"Do I have any Canadian money left?"
Fortunately I do, and they get to collect the little bit that I have left.
|I'm headed back over some of the same roads that Alain and I took to get here. When I see this sign, I remember what a good stop that was for us and have it filed away in my mental notebook of good stops.|
|TC1 will be my friend for while today as I make my way back to the United States.|
|Before long, I'm in the midst of the another 'Saint John' - New Brunswick this time not to be confused with the 'Saint Johns' Newfoundland where we were much earlier in the trip.|
|By the time I get to the US border crossing, I am well over half way of the distance I have to cover today. I also remember they don't like you to have cameras out so I tuck mine in my jacket.|
|It's a pretty easy entry with the usual questions and soon I am back in my beloved country. I love to travel but I still like the USA better than anywhere else I have been in my many adventures. Maine welcomes me as I turn onto Maine Highway 9.|
|It's a nice run through the countryside that I remember from the last few times I was up this way.|
|But even on the backroads, there always seems to be construction.|
|As I work my way through Brewer just across the creek from Bangor, I see the sign for I395, the first of many Interstates I will be on today.|
|The sky does not look very helpful but I decide I'll just try to ride it out.|
|It starts to rain a little bit, but there's not a safe place to pull off. I can see a little bit of blue up ahead so I hunch down behind the windshield as best as I can.|
|And soon I'm back out in the blue and what got wet gets dry really quick in the hot, dry breeze.|
|But before long, it look really serious and I know this ain't one I'm going to ride out.|
Fortunately I find a bridge to get under while I get on my rain gear. As the old song says, 'You've got to know when to hold 'em, and when to fold 'em'.
|The rain comes and goes but I just keep my gear on. But I am mighty glad to see this sign knowing I'm off the the road for the evening.|
|The rain finds me again, so I get Frost put to bed for the evening and head for drier places.|
|With the weather what it is I figure I'll just eat some of the peanuts and a Snickers bar that I have rather than go back out into the weather. I can live off the fat of the land for many days, so it won't hurt me much. With that disposed of, my head hits the pillow and I am out quicker that a candle under a downspout.|