Saturday we had aimed to go to the coast, and made it as fas as Conway, by way of the Kancamangus hwy. Beautiful area...but the coast was not meant to be I guess.
So Sunday in Lincoln found us waking up to more rain. YAY....
We decided that regardless, we would get a good ride in, and that we were heading out.
We decided that we would head across Vermont, and into New York.
Aside from the rain, it was a great ride...amazing landscapes.
I forget what town it was, but at one point we spent an hour waiting out a downpour under an awning at a rundown old mall.
By late afternoon, the sun was actually out here and there.
We got lost in Schenectady New York...we were not staying there! It was like something out of a "Cops" episode.
We stopped to ask directions at a little store, and nobody spoke English.
Luckily a friendly crack-head passing by did speak some English and gave us directions out of the city.
By this time it is around 6pm...we needed to find a place to crash, and eat. We were all get cranky.
In Amsterdam, we found a little Motel called the "Blue Moon"...seemed legit!
Turned out to be really clean, but definately from the 50's. There were plastic lobsters and undersea stuff on the walls in the room.
It was also a "bum" motel.
The guy next door to us said he was just staying there until he could get back on his feet, and when I asked how long he had been there, he said 2 years!
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| The Blue Moon |
There was also this other drunken dude who was staying there because his house burned down, and the Red Cross (?) was paying for him to live there...and all of his cats had died in the fire etc. etc.
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The funky glow
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| The Bikes looked Cool! |
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Monday morning arrived , and there was actually some sun. We rode through the Adirondacks. They are really something to see, but after seeing the White Mountains in NH., they seemed kind of small, believe it or not. The picture below doesn't actually do them justice.
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Adirondacks
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Flag of Rohan
We stopped for a mid morning coffee/breakfast in a little town, and I was looking around and it seemed strangely familiar. And then it hit me...the walls were covered in Lord of the Rings stuff. Too cool for sure!
The rest of the ride home was pretty dull...the last hour in a crazy downpour, of course.
It had certainly been fun, but I was pretty happy to sleep in my own bed that night...dry and without the stench of drying boots and socks and leathers.
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