Back in the USSA. Day 882.

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Flag of United States  , Maine
Tuesday, October 8, 2013

We had been told about the 'reversing falls' in this area but didn't think we'd be able to find them. So it was by pure fortuitous chance that we stumbled across them when we were leaving town. 
The tide wasn't quite right but you could see them working. Wasn't hugely impressive but would be good to see them in full working order. 
The 'scenic coastal' route we had been riding hadn't been that great so we just got on the TCH and shot down to St Andrews. We were heading there to meet a friend of Tammy's and pick some thing up that she sent down for Michelle. 
Heidi and Morris the friendly cat invited us in for a brew. Heidi, like most Canadians is obsessed by the weather so the weather channel was on 24/7 in her kitchen. That's OK by us as we live by the weather at the moment. Always needing to know which direction to go to dodge the nasty stuff and always needing to know how many layers to put on
As we were in the area we rode down to the harbour front of St Andrews. A very nice quaint little town with a view straight across to Maine which was only a couple of Kms away. 
 
We had a spot of lunch then made our way to the border. Michelle was taking the piss out of me as I was nervous. Lets just wait till she is hassled, questioned and has her bike stripped at a border then we'll see who's laughing. It's happened to me more times than I care to remember. 
She led the way to the crossing at St Stephens. The queue was long and slow. We sat on our bikes watching the poor people having their belongings spread out for the world to see by the Canadian Guards. 
We got to the guard and he checked us at the same time. Michelle got straight through, as she would and I had to go in to the office. Here we go again ! 
It was the usual story. All stern faces and trying to look formidable. But once you crack that surface and they realize you aren't smuggling nuclear weapons across the border in your panniers they seem human. 
I asked if they were getting paid at the moment due to the government shut down. A few grumbles came my way and it turned out they were not. That's unbelievable ! No bloody way I would go to work without getting paid. Although I'm glad they did as we'd be stuck in Canada. (Not that that's such a bad thing). 
Michelle got a stamp for her own country in her passport. Not sure why.
We asked about Acadia National park and if it was open. They said no and that people were still going in and getting arrested for trespassing on federal land. Might give that a miss then.
 
The guy doing my passport asked the usual questions and I gave the usual bullshit answers. He was quiet but just doing his job. After paying the princely sum of $6 I was in again for another 3 months. 
It's a big relief to be in the states again. Cheaper fuel, accommodation, food everything. It's my 25th state too. Half way there.

After getting some camping info, map etc from the info center we headed to Lubec.  We stopped at the sign for the photo opportunity. This after all is the furthest Easterly town in the USA. Then off to Quoddy Head Lighthouse. This is the furthest Easterly point in the USA
A nice looking lighthouse and would have been a nice place to camp. Nice soft grass and out of the wind. 
On the way into town I nearly took the exit onto the bridge that would have taken me onto an island and back into Canada. That would have been awkward.
Along the harbour I noticed the water moving around. It was another whirlpool. I didn't know they were so plentiful around here. The seals were playing in the turbulant water. 
We went into a nice old Irish Inn and I ordered the Last bottle of Magners and the last Shepard's pie, much to Shells annoyance as that what she wanted but I called it first. 
We thought about staying in a room upstairs and carry on the drinking but it was $100. Bit out of our budget, by about $99. 
Rode back out of town and found a campsite right by the water. The owner said camp where you like and it's $20. It was cold and windy so we pitched by the bank and reeds. 
Shell went to bed at 6.30 as it had already gotten dark. I stayed up and typed this up in the dark. 
Once I finished I went up to the toilet block. There I sat doing my business when someone else came in and did their thing. As they left, without washing their hands I might add, they turned the frickin light off !   Pitch bloody black and sitting on the crapper. Luckily I had brought my head torch along. I don't like to think about the actions I would have had to take if I hadn't. 

I watched the stars and satellites for a while then went to bed. The wind had died off but it was cold. 

We were the furthest Eastern campers in the USA. 

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