Crossed just past Woburn. This took 5 hours. Probably averaging about 90 klm/h. No problems at the border, nice young guy, chatted a bit, peeked inside the Alto for stowaways,then sent us on our way. Travelled down Hwy 27, an incredibly scenic drive, following a chain of lakes and a river. Seems to be a mostly downhill drive, probably because the Canadian side was mostly uphill. Amazing that it is noticebly cooler...the shade from the trees and the fresh air from the forests makes a huge difference. It is so relaxing getting off the freeways...moving along at 80klm/h or so, with little other traffic on the road, I think that perhaps one does not lose as much time as you think. This route through the centre of Maine is shorter than the T Can, but probably the same length in time. Lots of little towns along the way. All very quaint.
Stopped in a little town called Kingfield. Classic main street, old buildings, big front porches, inns, little diners. Very nice. This is close to SugarLoaf ski area, so there were some outdoorsy stores thrown in the mix. Did not take long for Dale to zero in on a deal on a little top to purchase. Lots of skis for sale in this town, I can imagine it is a lot more bustling in the winter.
One thing we have noticed on the road is that virtually every motorcycle driver or their passenger does not wear a helmet. After being so used to seeing helmets everywhere, it is certainly an odd sight. Makes me wonder what is going through their head. Surely they must know that if they have an accident, or even if they have to put it down of their own decision to avoid something else, do they really think they can consciously keep their head from bouncing off the pavement? It sure must feel cool to feel the wind in their hair, unencumbered by a helmet...but is this too large a price to pay? I guess the other factor is their rights... "The Man" is not going to tell me how to ride my hog. Which is another point. All the cool guys living the motorcycle culture drive Harleys. None of that import crap for them...leave that to the young bucks. I think it is a different style of riding. I saw one young speed demon just blow by a guy on a Harley like he was standing still... the old guy probably just did not give a damn.
Fired up some burgs for dinner...low key and easy. Walked around the site to scope it all out, dropped into the canteen for a 35 cent ice cream sandwich... I did not think anything sold for 35 cents these days.
Found this little guy on a telephone pole...
Getting cooler this evening, will be nice for sleeping.
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