Well, we made some good time today on the Blue Ridge. Maybe the space-time continuum sleeps in on Monday mornings. The lack of weekend-trippers on the parkway probably helped too. Before we knew it we had done 200 KM. The cooler weather was turning us into quite the road warriors. Continue reading
What the heck? Why are we still in North Carolina? This state must be huge! Oh, I see, we’ve been on the Blue Ridge Parkway. In fact, I think we found some kind of rift in the space-time continuum near Asheville this morning. We took Interstate 40 about 53 miles west to the town of Cherokee, and as soon as we got on the BRP and started heading back towards Asheville, we were 90 miles away. We need to figure out how to harness that negative travel through space and turn it into a new energy source! Continue reading
Well, the Holiday Inn Express in Washington, North Carolina may not be the prettiest or the cleanest hotel we have been in, but it had the fastest internet connection so far on our trip. We spent some time in the guest breakfast lounge getting caught up on our blog and photo posting before setting off for the day. Continue reading
Today we pretended we were tourists and spent the day cruising the seashore and seeing the sights. It took me longer than usual to load up the bikes today because there was a parade of antique motorcycles going past and I kept forgetting what I was supposed to be doing. There must have been a show or beach race somewhere today, but unfortunately we didn’t find it. Continue reading
Jenny was pretty excited to see the sunrise over the Atlantic this morning and had trouble sleeping despite having the certified comfiest bed in Ocean City, Maryland (according to the lighted billboard, anyways). She was up way before daybreak and sat on our balcony waiting for the big event. I waited until it was closer and lighter and rolled out there to watch. It was nice of them to put lounge chairs on the balcony for us so I could nap between photos. Continue reading
What can I say about today. Hot, hot, and more hot. Apparently, it was suppose to only get to 78 degrees Farenheit today. Hmmm . . . 34 degrees Celsius does not equal 78 degrees Farenheit. Continue reading
Well, the internet just did not work at the Holiday Inn last night, so we thought we would go to the McDonald’s in North Adams as all the McDonald’s in the United States have WiFi apparently. No luck with the WiFi. Jeremy finally got his McDonald’s breakfast this trip, so it was still worth the stop. Continue reading
Another good start this morning. We were hitting the pavement outside of Sebago Lake State Park by 8:30 AM today even though we had to pack up camp. I think we are still on Atlantic time. Eastern Standard Time will catch up to us eventually. Continue reading
Today was a heck of a day. Somehow we got up and out of the hotel by 8:30 this morning, and when we got to the US border shortly thereafter, we gained an hour back when we re-entered the Eastern Time Zone. Traffic was definitely on the light side as we cruised down the I-95 towards Bangor. Continue reading
Today was all about waiting for Earl. He finally showed up sometime this morning, and by 5:30pm or so was passed well overhead. It is starting to dry out now and we have planned our targets for tomorrow. Continue reading
Today was all about fleeing Earl’s wrath. We wanted to put as much distance between ourselves and the projected path of Hurricane Earl. We had lined ourselves up last night in Shediac to make a short 200 KM run for Fredericton along Highway 2. Continue reading
Jeremy had a birthday sleep in today (8:00am – woohoo!). Happy Birthday, Jeremy! All he asked for was to not tip over today. The sleep-in is just an added bonus. Continue reading
The Hideaway Campground retains its high rating, as the showers did indeed have both hot and cold water available – at the same time and everything. What a great night – the temperature was perfect, and there was complete silence. So peaceful. The morning had Jenny hustling to get coffee made and camp packed up, since she read her watch wrong and thought we were already an hour behind. We managed to get out of there before 9:00 even! After a deformed, melted and re-solidified snickers bar for breakfast with the coffee, we hit the road ready to take in the rest of the Cabot Trail. Continue reading
Why is it even though we do not have to pack up our home for the night when we stay at a hotel that we still cannot get away before 9:00 AM? I guess that is just when we are supposed to hit the road . . . no sooner . . . but maybe later. Continue reading
Well, we didn’t fall down once today. We fell down twice. Continue reading
Another day of sunshine for our motorcycle adventure! We packed up fairly quickly this morning despite the distraction of a curious squirrel exploring my motorcycle. At one point, he tried climbing my purse strap hanging off my motorcycle and almost brought the whole thing down on his head. He then attempted to become part of our bed roll. Maybe he wanted to come to PEI with us. Continue reading
After a great sleep on the grassy plains of the Gaspe Peninsula, we were up early, packed and ready for another day. We spent a few minutes on the beach checking out the driftwood, snapped a few pictures and made for the hills. It was an easy morning since there was nothing to repair. Yet. Continue reading
The weather and riding today made up for our rather “bumpy” start to our trip. We managed to get off much quicker than expected even with the repair job to my brake pedal. We navigated out of the Quebec City region and on to the 132. Quaint little villages with old stone homes, huge Catholic churches and glimpses of the Fleuve – the St. Lawrence Seaway (the “Sea” as advertised on a lot of the signs). Continue reading
Just an update before we head out this morning. Jeremy and I discovered that the shift lever on my bike is the exact same part as my brake pedal. Because my bike is an automatic and I, to date, have never used my foot shift lever since I got my bike, Jeremy did not have to Macgyver a brake pedal out of a stick or a piece of dog poo for me this morning. We got a good laugh out of how we could use doggie number two to make a brake pedal last night though. I know, I know. I should stop talking about poo.
Despite the on and off rain, riding the 138 east of Montreal towards Quebec is a beautiful ride. It was turning out to be a fantastic start to our trip until Jenny ran out of gas. And got rear-ended.