Day #55
Thursday October 4, 2007
Bar Harbor, ME to Hamilton Falls, NH
250 miles today (25,349 - 25,599)
11,032 miles total
0 new states today
28 states total, 2 “Corners” visited
I left Bar Harbor (Ba Haba) in the fog this morning, just shortly after 8AM. I put on my yellow rain gear just to make myself more visible. The temp was probably above 50 degrees, but it was humid. I didn’t wear long underwear or a long sleeve shirt as I’d done the previous 2 mornings. The weather man is calling for a clear and nice day, possibly breaking records in regards to warm temps.
I rode in and out of the fog until about 10 AM. At times it was very, very thick and heavy. Only rarely would the sun peak through. I stayed on US 1 just all day long. Enjoyed the riding, and would eventually shed my leathers at lunchtime in Brunswick, ME. I could see some of the coast (shore) as I rode, but it wasn’t like the highway was built right near the ocean.
Scarborough, south of Portland, was a neat little town with US 1 turning into a regular city street, lined on both sides for a mile or more with motels, hotels, restaurants and tourist shops. There was a mix of old and new buildings. But the place was a ghost town. There were only a few cars at a few of the motels, and hardly any traffic at all. I could imagine it being packed in the summer time. The buildings, none taller than 2 stories, were just crammed in nearly on top of one another. By now, I was close to the ocean, the sun was shining, and the wind was blowing in from the Atlantic. Wow, the Atlantic Ocean…amazing that I am here.
I took a side trip down state route 9 to Kennebunkport. Lots of big, older, stately homes that you would expect to find in an old wealthy east coast community. I think the welcome sign said it was founded in 1693. I’ll check on that when I post the picture.
I crossed the NH state line around 4PM sometime and checked in a motel in Hampton Falls, NH. Of course, I could not get net connected, so there was no posting of the days events that day. I rode to the grocery and bought some supplies. On the way back, I came upon a wreck where a car had pulled out of a shopping center onto a 5 lane highway (middle turning with no divider) and had hit a motorcycle! The bike was “stuck” upright, wedged somehow on the cars bumper. I saw no rider and no ambulance. But the fire and police depts. had everything under control. That was the FIRST bike incident I have seen on my whole trip!
Tomorrow, continuing south on the “shore” as they call it here…
0 new states today
28 states total, 2 “Corners” visited
I left Bar Harbor (Ba Haba) in the fog this morning, just shortly after 8AM. I put on my yellow rain gear just to make myself more visible. The temp was probably above 50 degrees, but it was humid. I didn’t wear long underwear or a long sleeve shirt as I’d done the previous 2 mornings. The weather man is calling for a clear and nice day, possibly breaking records in regards to warm temps.
I rode in and out of the fog until about 10 AM. At times it was very, very thick and heavy. Only rarely would the sun peak through. I stayed on US 1 just all day long. Enjoyed the riding, and would eventually shed my leathers at lunchtime in Brunswick, ME. I could see some of the coast (shore) as I rode, but it wasn’t like the highway was built right near the ocean.
Scarborough, south of Portland, was a neat little town with US 1 turning into a regular city street, lined on both sides for a mile or more with motels, hotels, restaurants and tourist shops. There was a mix of old and new buildings. But the place was a ghost town. There were only a few cars at a few of the motels, and hardly any traffic at all. I could imagine it being packed in the summer time. The buildings, none taller than 2 stories, were just crammed in nearly on top of one another. By now, I was close to the ocean, the sun was shining, and the wind was blowing in from the Atlantic. Wow, the Atlantic Ocean…amazing that I am here.
I took a side trip down state route 9 to Kennebunkport. Lots of big, older, stately homes that you would expect to find in an old wealthy east coast community. I think the welcome sign said it was founded in 1693. I’ll check on that when I post the picture.
I crossed the NH state line around 4PM sometime and checked in a motel in Hampton Falls, NH. Of course, I could not get net connected, so there was no posting of the days events that day. I rode to the grocery and bought some supplies. On the way back, I came upon a wreck where a car had pulled out of a shopping center onto a 5 lane highway (middle turning with no divider) and had hit a motorcycle! The bike was “stuck” upright, wedged somehow on the cars bumper. I saw no rider and no ambulance. But the fire and police depts. had everything under control. That was the FIRST bike incident I have seen on my whole trip!
Tomorrow, continuing south on the “shore” as they call it here…
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