The Maine Event

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One of our final activities in New Hampshire was to buy molasses cookies from a roadside stand. They were delicious. The lady selling them also made her own pasta and is organizing a 6 day cruise on the Danube in 2020. We didn't sign up. In a town called Foyes Corner we came across an auto shop that appeared to specialize in old British classic cars. I can pretty much only recognize MGs but there were several of those. Pete, a photograph is below for your enjoyment.

Today we entered Maine, the final state of the first leg of our trip. We have approximately 250 miles until we get to Bar Harbor, then we'll turn around and begin crossing the country. The first few miles of Maine were idyllic. Turquoise ocean, lush trees, pretty homes with beautiful gardens, small boats bobbing about on rivers. I wondered if they put all their good stuff first and we'll find the landfills and industrial areas further north. The road surface was not so idyllic but the winters are pretty harsh up here. We passed through a historical area in Portsmouth, which was settled in 1623 according to a sign I saw. I hope you all appreciate that I committed that tidbit to memory for 8 hours.

We went through Kittery, a small town on the coast, then on to York Beach for lunch. We ate veggie burgers and fries by the beach and enjoyed the good weather. We still hadn't been to a grocery store at this point so we were running a little low on snacks. Fortunately we came across a grocery store later in the day. I got a bit excited by all the options and probably bought a bit too much. I bought: 4 bananas, 2 apples, 2 carrots, a loaf of bread, a giant chocolate chip cookie, 2 apple turnovers, 2 churros, crackers, dried apricots, Clif bars, oats, 2 fizzy waters, 3 slices of watermelon, strawberries, and raisins. That'll probably last us until 11 am tomorrow. Until then!

Mike's new friend

Leaving New Hampshire

For Pete

Kittery, Maine

Tide sludge

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  1. the Old GuyJune 19, 2018 at 7:56 PM

    I'll bet I'm not the only one who thought that bug was lucky that Mike didn't just straight out eat it. He didn't eventually did he? Not too much longer until you make your "first left". That was a pretty good list of snacks. I approve.

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