Across Maine and into Canada

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Sunday, June 15, 2014

Still sick and very disappointed that I wouldn't be meeting up with the people I had intended to meet in Moncton, I plied my way from New Hampshire into Maine...

 

I stuck to the old road along the coast for much of the morning. I did, however, need some 'tourist information' to give me confidence, but in the USA it was...

 

...a holiday!

The road had very little traffic early on Sunday morning and running was easy. I still felt bad and didn't have a lot of surplus energy. But I took some shots along the way:

 

 

Little towns came and went, lots of shellfish restaurants for which the area is famous too. You could see as you drove along how the whole area has grown up as a holiday resort over many years, aging places looking aged, others revamped, some new establishments scattered among them. 

Motels along here were like at home, small, single storey. Not so many of the bigger type that I've become accustomed to seeing in this country.

In one small town I was taken by the rapidly-flowing waters...

 

...and I appreciated the beauty of some of the inlets and bays that the road wound its way past. Many didn't present photo opportunities, but some did:

 

As the afternoon came I settled into putting some faster miles behind me on the I95. This heads into New Brunswick in Canada, but it's quite a distance as you pass by or through places like Hampden, Milford and Bangor. Well, it is the 'New England', isn't it?

The Penobscot River near Medway was another of those large rivers which flow out of the lakes and mountains in the US and Canada... it was worthy of a picture, of course:

 

The flat country with little to see but the trees was not helpful in giving new vistas to take one's attention, but then there was the odd occasion where the Interstate would climb a hill and give me a view of the country ahead.

 

Even better came a little later:

    

While there hadn't been much traffic in this much less remote area, a couple of others pulled up at this lookout and enjoyed a minute or two taking in the view. 

The next stop would be Houlton. Though things didn't change much, there was a little farming activity to break the monotony as the last town in Maine got closer.

Of course, I was counting on Houlton to provide me with cheap fuel for the border crossing, prices going from around $3.70 a gallon to over $5.00 on the other side of the boom gates. And seeing as I wanted to fill the tank I decided to look around Houlton so I was sure to get the best price. And so I saw some of the sights:

 

 

 

I got my fuel and ate at the same place, then I decided to camp outside McDonalds so I could breakfast there in the morning before driving across into Canada. 

It didn't work out that way... I crossed the border in the middle of the night and awaited the opening of the McDonalds in Woodstock for breakfast. And then I had a very refreshing shower at a truck stop before driving out into the beauty of New Brunswick.

Little did I know what the day had in store for me!
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