|04-29-2012, 08:11 AM||#1|
Joined: Oct 2008
Location: Squidventureville (heart of Nova Scotia)
SQUIDVENTURE Climbs Mt. Washington
We are off here again with our third ride report. We have returning squids, new squids, squids long distance touring with co-squids for the first time and even a "mystery squid" ! This trip has me (High Side) returning on my KTM 990 Adventure, Carrie (Wheelie Hot) on her Ninja 500, Amish (Scotia Squid) on his V Strom 650, and Mark (Squig) on his SV650
Our gang of four (and sometimes 5????) traveled from Nova Scotia Canada to Maine, New Hampshire, Mt. Washington, Vermont, and back home. This trip awarded us with great weather, great food, fantastic booze, amazing sights, bike repairs and just a little jail time, with a ton of laughs and sweet memories. Our excursion ran from August 20/11 to August 27/11. Its taken me eight months to post bail (kidding), collect everyones photos, sober up (not kidding), and collect all the info to write this ride report.
For those of you who have read our :
Know how we roll. Those that haven't will see that our adventures are all about fun, good humour, acting our shoe size and not our hp, and "sampling" all the amazing drinks found across the land. This trip was no different so prepare for take off.
Saturday August 20th, 2011 (6:07am YIKES )
The ferry that runs from Digby, Nova Scotia across the Bay of Fundy to Saint John, New Brunswick, loads at 7:00am, we leave the driveway at 6:07am all needing four more hours of sleep than we got. From home to the terminal is approx 130kms (80miles) so we had to hit the tarmac running.
Sun just coming up
Opening odometer shot
We arrived at 7:10 without a parade of lights and sirens so all was good. It was a cool, smooth and sometimes foggy (sounds like good party description) ferry ride across the Bay of Fundy.
Arrival at the dock
Milage to ferry
All strapped down
Then we were off like a cheap prom dress.
This gave Amish time to ponder life's mysteries : will the police get us this time, can a V Strom out run them, did I bring my AA help line emergency number ???
Did I mention needing four more hours of sleep ?
Amish, having lost his emergency AA help line number decided to bring us sleep in a cup !
I was very excited to find beer prices on the ship to be around 399% mark up. Since they wouldn't allow us down to the bikes so we could huff gas a second mortgage was required to continue the rounds.
Arriving in Saint John at noon we made fast tracks to the border crossing to the U.S. in Calais Maine. It was H.O.T. and the line up at the crossing was huge because of it being the weekend.
Now keeping with the belief that it isn't an adventure until something out of the ordinary happens, things at the crossing quickly become an adventure.
Being the first of the four bikes to go through, I luckily chose Joe "I am going to run a trace on your life" Border Guard. After a few routine questions I was "asked" to report to the border office building. No sweat. My job takes me to the states routinely as well as numerous vacations over the years, "whats the worst that can happen" I thought ??? After reporting to the office with passport I was asked to take a seat. From my seat I watched Carrie and then Amish pass across with no issues. I then watched The Squig have to take the same route as I. Fair enough, he's a criminal and should be given some border harassment. We both waited patiently for our ok's. When The Squig got his before me I began to worry for the first time. When the biggest Sheriff that I have ever met entered the building and motioned for me to come over, I got that kick in the nads by the invisible man feeling right off the bat (pardon the pun).
I dont't have any pics of the following few hours because they weren't allowed. Luckily my ole buddy Squig snapped one of them taking me away for proper record keeping.
Now you are probably thinking, what ever did your sordid past do to deserve this ? Are you a trained terrorist ? Does your passport look like 007's ? Did your tank bag contain more cocaine than Lindsay Lohans night stand ? All good and reasonable assumptions, but NO ! I was "detained" due to a speeding ticket that I had got in Maine back in (I'm not kidding) 1996 !!!! FIFTEEN years ago !!!!
Once all the paperwork was completed at the station and I paid up what I believed to be the fine ($210.00) I was then served my court times. Not understanding, the Sheriff explained that I had only posted bail and because it was the weekend I was lucky. That I was to return to Maine in October to appear in court for this offence. My wishing to pay for this violation then and there was not an option. A check was then made to see if my license was still good in Maine. After a few more nail biting moments in the old sing sing it was determined that it was and I was free to go on bail. Our Squidventure had begun !
I was returned to my bike and after meeting back up with the rest of the tribe, we were underway to Bangor on route #9. One would think after that ruff start than all would be fine . . . .notta. Approx. 60 miles east of Bangor my trusty KTM decided to act up. It felt like a bad gas/ spark issue. The next 60 miles were not fun, my time in the clink was actually more entertaining. We finally made it to Bangor where the Marriott (despite being sold out) gave us an emergency room due to our circumstances.
5:00pm was quickly approaching and it being a Saturday made things more frantic. The hotel put us onto Friend and Friend, a KTM as well as other bike dealership. I was advised that they were not a large cc KTM dealer but they would at least take a look at my bike. Amish and I hit the road. On I95 the KTM finally quit. Doing an old trick learned when a kid on bikes, I mounted Amish's V Strom put my foot on the rear pannier of the KTM and pushed him to the dealer 14kms (9 miles) !!! down the road. We got up to 90kph, passed through a number of road construction zones, on ramps and off ramps at 5:00 Saturday rush hour traffic. Thank god the dealer was right at the exit in Orono. The dealer stayed open for us and the young guy at the shop was determined to find out the issue. The bike was stripped down, plugs changed, terminals cleaned and gas replaced. 1 1/2hours total and the young mechanic had a family event that we were holding him back from. Bike back together and all was good again. PHEW !!! The dealer charged me $115.00 TOTAL and would not take any more. At the conclusion of this ride report I will tell you what I took down the dealer when I returned in October for court.
I know dealers get a bad rap a lot of time but this needs to be said. The dealer stayed open for me on a Saturday where Monday was a holiday. My trip would have been over. On top of that they only charged me the bare minimum AND the owner rode back with us to make sure everything was ok and that we could find our hotel ! If any of you readers are ever in the Bangor/Orono Maine area and require a dealership, please keep in mind Friend & Friend (207) 827-2980. They are very advrider friendly and deserve our support. If your reading this guys, thank you once again, you rock and I hope you enjoyed the _____ !
Once back at the hotel it was time to find food. Since in Maine there is no need of those pesky things called helmets we decided to squid it up.
We found a 50's nostalgia themed place that fit the bill. Another lesson learned today, even if you are starving, you don't have to order lots down here. Proportions come on the big size and we hardly put a dent in it.
With the big meal, long day and fresh open air on the ride back to the hotel, our first day was done.
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High Side screwed with this post 05-02-2012 at 06:26 PM
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