We plan to stop for lunch before going up to Wee Peak. Jonny knows just what we were lokking for too. SEAFOOD !
Along the way:
Now, I'll be the first to admit, I wa riding out of the realm of the loaded 800 on these roads. I was behind BeerJonny on his XR650R and he flies. I was getting carried away on this road, really wicking it up.
And overshot this turn and at first, low sided at about 40 mph, which wasn't bad, but then the 800 bit into something and.....yup, highsided.
I almost made the turn, but you can see the skid mark from the port side pannier.
I was fine and the bike was fine except for a little pannier tweak. The boys helped up, and of course proceeded to break my balls
, then it was off to lunch again !
Yup, thats the ocean right there. Covered bridges, 2 of them, oceanside. Rare. And the only 2 that you can photograph in one picture.
Look at that tidal drop !
Oh, this is gonna be good.
This is the parking lot !
Of course the big fock can't help but make sure he has documented proof of my crash
We feast ! And yes, the chowder was flippin excellent !!
"Gee Frankie, that BMW folded like a cheap suit on that turn, my KTM didn't seem to have a problem with it though eh" ?
Again you fockin Sasquatch:
Now this is really cool and the reason for the name of the restuarant.
At high tide, the sea water comes all the way in those caves.
From there, we gear up and head for "Wee Peak"
And the ocean view from Wee Peak. Yea, we'd find this kinda stuff on our own....yea, right. The NBDSC members made this trip unforgettable.
Where the fall woods meets the sea uninterrupted.
We shoot the bull, but we also know it's getting late in the day. We need to get to St. John tonight and be back across the border into the U.S. tomorrow. We've been gone a long time, logged many miles since that day we crossed Lake Champlain into Vermont and we need to start to heading towards home.
Of course BeerJonny knows the best way into the city of St. John. No traffic this way eh ?
It starts to rain when we arrived at the Best Western in St. John. It's a sad goodbye to our new friends from Canada. These guys are the real thing. I wish I knew more people like them.
I think Dan is crying under that helmet .....
Big baby ya know.
When I come back, we cross the border into Calais Maine following day, ride Acadia NP the and I'll wrap this RR up.