I hadn't realized just how big Maine is until today. We passed through customs in Fort Kent, Maine. That's 450 miles from Boston, the same distance that it is from Boston to Washington, D.C. That's big.
The riding was today was terrific; extremely windy and cold but blue sky's, mountain views
and breathtaking folliage. We had Rte 11 nearly to ourselves, just occasional pickup and lumber trucks.
We have been on a close lookout for moose. Our lunch waitress and the hotel desk clerk both shared horror stories of road deaths by moose. This must be what it's like when pregnant women get to hear unwelcome stories about others' difficult childbirths. Why do they think I want to hear gory details about scraping motorcycle riders off the pavement???
We are staying at the Baxter Park Inn. Shorty after we arrived we headed for the hot tub. That didn't last long. About two minutes after getting in, we noticed a film of dirt floating on the surface. It took about a nanosecond for us to hop out. Unfortunately, when we got back to our room, the key card wouldn't work. Dripping wet, I walked to the lobby to get a new key.
Not wanting to get back on our bikes, we opted to eat at the Barbeque House, the Chinese restaurant
across the street. The owner showed off the stuffed bear on the wall that he had killed a couple of years ago. He was very proud. I had hot & sour soup and the Kung Pao chicken with white rice. Eric had a salad and the Kung Pao chicken with fried rice. The owner's 10 year old son Chris sat next to us and chatted the whole time. He was very patient listening to Eric's incessant questions.
We're settling in now to watch the Tigers game (I can't bare to call it the Yankees game). A Yankees loss would sure help to lessen my pain and suffering.
The forecast is calling for higher temperatures tomorrow. Finally. I can't wait.
Until tomorrow...
g.
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Location:Oxford St,Millinocket,United States
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