This summer has been rainy in the Northeast. I mean every day it rains. I thought this weather belonged in the great northwet. It certainly was a factor in my ride to Canada. My Rounder friends Blueknight (Mike) and Knight's lady (Jane) invited us up to Bouctouche New Brunswick to their new home for a house warming. The trip would be three days for me as I was planning on riding up over two days returning in one. Friday started overcast with some small breaks in the clouds but at lunch the rain came. It rained here and there the entire trip up and back. It wasn't a washout, just an hour or two here and there. I had good rain gear so it was very manageable. The route took us up rt95 to Augusta where we headed inland to acquire Coastal Rt 1 to Lubec Maine where we overnighted.
Traffic was light and the ride uneventful so by late afternoon we were at West Quoddy Light.
After the stop we were only a mile or so from
Cohill's Inn.
We checked in to a nice clean room and went downstairs to the pub for a cold adult beverage (or two, or three) and a decent meal.
Saturday morning dawned foggy and rainy.
The trip would take us into Canada for a couple of ferry rides and onto our hosts for a great welcoming.
The beer was cold, the wine flowed, the food was excellent. Their home is warm and inviting. It was over all to soon.
Sunday was for slabbing. Leftlane (Tom) DPRyan (Dennis) and myself rode a quick pace all the way to Newport Maine where I left them for a nice visit to my Aunt whom I hadn't seen in a long time, too long.
She owns a Hunt Preserve. What an operation, the deer are awesome. Unfortunatley I paid for it in bad weather. It pretty much rained on me the rest of the way home while my friends (who had continued on) stayed dry. Oh well.,I really did have a great visit and it was well worth it.
Traffic was light and the ride uneventful so by late afternoon we were at West Quoddy Light.
We checked in to a nice clean room and went downstairs to the pub for a cold adult beverage (or two, or three) and a decent meal.
The trip would take us into Canada for a couple of ferry rides and onto our hosts for a great welcoming. 
The beer was cold, the wine flowed, the food was excellent. Their home is warm and inviting. It was over all to soon.
Sunday was for slabbing. Leftlane (Tom) DPRyan (Dennis) and myself rode a quick pace all the way to Newport Maine where I left them for a nice visit to my Aunt whom I hadn't seen in a long time, too long. She owns a Hunt Preserve. What an operation, the deer are awesome. Unfortunatley I paid for it in bad weather. It pretty much rained on me the rest of the way home while my friends (who had continued on) stayed dry. Oh well.,I really did have a great visit and it was well worth it.
Big Mohawk indian on Rt 2
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