So far we have been very fortunate with our lodging on this trip. Last night was no exception. We stayed at a small motel, the Twin City Motel in Barre, VT. Our hosts were Rejean and Donna Gagnon – what great people! In the morning, they put a towel on our bike to wipe the dew off with! And Rejean, super funny with his heavy Vermont accent. Are all Vermont people this nice?
We began our day early with some confusion as to the route we would take – thru the White Mountains to Bar Harbor Maine. According to the route we planned on google the trip is 310 miles, somewhat of a long day for us. Once we punched the trip into the GPS it showed 370 miles. Well that is a lot of miles for us on day when most are not on freeway. It ended up that the GPS was right. The route ended up not exactly as shown below but close.
Vermont and New Hampshire are both mountainous and the country side is beautiful. Here is an early morning pic we took along the way to NH.
We took the Kancamagus Scenic Byway thru the White Mountains.
Here we are at one of the scenic overlooks.
Our route took us past Mt. Washington. When we speak of adventure, sometimes it is too much adventure. Such was our venture up the Mt. Washington Auto Road.
Mount Washington is the highest peak in the Northeastern United States at 6,288 ft (1,917 m) and the most prominent mountain east of the Mississippi River. It is famous for dangerously erratic weather. For 76 years, until 2010, a weather observatory on the summit held the record for the highest wind gust directly measured at the Earth’s surface, 231 mph (372 km/h or 103 m/s), on the afternoon of April 12, 1934.
The road is 8 miles winding up the mountain. It might as well have been an 8 mile long hill climb event. Most of it is paved, but there is a stretch near the top that you would barely consider dirt road with some gravel, heavily crowned, 1-1/2 car width wide, with a deep rut on the mountain side and shear drop off on the other side.
Here I am thinking, “What am I doing! Are you crazy?”, as I smell a mixture of burning clutch and burning brakes waffling up from the bike. This is the kind of ride that takes 20,000 miles off the life of your bike. Not to mention shear drop offs, tires slipping on gravel near the edge. That will take 20 years off your own life!
But the views were great.
We arrived safely in Maine and though tired we eagerly look forward to what our stay in Bar Harbor holds for us.