July 18, 2011- 1 day - 4 States
18.07.2011 - 18.07.2011 26 °C
Kathy, the owner of the Rostay Motel did a great job on the French toast this morning. She made it with raisin bread.
I had a good night's rest. I was able to open the front and rear windows and got a real nice cross-breeze through the unit. Didn't even need air conditioning which is lucky because there was none.
I got on the road just past 8 a.m. and headed west on Maine #2. The town of Bethel, is a pretty classy place. There are all kinds of artsy shops. The town is the home of the Gould Piano Festival (next weekend). I don't know if that's anything to do with Canadian pianist Glenn Gould. Some of the towns are quite refined and others are quite gritty. As I got into New Hampshire, logging appears to be a large part of the economy. The roads I was on were all good motorcycle roads with lots of sweeping curves but the surfaces were in rough shape on much of them.. It's hard to make good time however, because you are continually slowing down for every little village and hamlet. I made only 110 kilometers in the first two hours.
The weather was pretty good in the morning but around 11:30, the rain started. It lasted for about an hour then stopped. The temperature was relatively cool in the high 20's C. I crossed over into New Hampshire and then Vermont. There were lots of colonial style houses as well as mills and waterfalls. I would have taken more photos if the weather was better.
New Hampshire definitely has the most graphic Moose warnings. Everywhere east of the Ontario/Manitoba border has moose warnings. I saw only one moose so far on the trip and that was on Cape Breton Island.
Around 1pm I stopped in the town of Woodstock, Vermont, for a bite to eat. I tried a local italian place that looked good and it was. I ordered my lunch, poured a coffee and was sitting waiting for my pasta when I looked out the window and saw the Goldwing falling over on the pavement. A lady in a RAV4 backed into her and knocked her over. Needless to say, I ran out to the bike and immediately tried to get her upright. She fell over on the right side. I enlisted the help of a young chap who was waiting to pay at the cashier. We got the bike up with little trouble.
All this time the lady was apologizing for the accident. Then, out of nowhere, a city police officer pulled and and asked what happened. I told him and he immediately took control of the situation. Who says there's never a cop when you need one?. I gave him my license and registration, as the lady did also. While he was writing up his report, I checked the bike out for damage. There is a dent in the right exhaust as well as some superficial scratches. One of my add-on foot rests is scraped and the new helmet I purchased a couple of weeks ago is scratched-up pretty good. I started the bike and she seemed to run fine.
Goldwings are engineered for this type of thing. It's impressive that a 900 pound loaded bike can fall over without any damage to the plastic. I can't find any damage to the area where she contacted me either. It took about 45 minutes for the police officer to write-up his report. Fortunately, because I'm out-of-state, I didn't have to go to the police station to fill our an accident report. I got on the road and everything seemed okay with the bike.
I crossed into New York state and I could see a difference from New England in the first few kilometers. The towns in New York look very depressed. There were all kinds of businesses that closed or abandoned. Agriculture is a much larger part of the economy with miles of corn fields and dairy farms.
I've purposely tried to stay off of the interstates and keep to the secondary roads. I had to use a couple on the interstates today to connect with the secondary roads. The problem with the secondary routes is that you don't make good time on them. I rode from 8 to 6 today and did just under 500 kms. At this rate I'll be home in September. I know that I'll make up the time when I hit Indiana, Iowa, and South Dakota which are like the Canadian Prairies.
I checked into the Super 8 in Johnstown, New York. I picked up a coupon book at a coffee stop at McDonald's this morning and got a room for $64.00 taxes in with breakfast. Why are thing so expensive in Canada? Gas runs around $ 3.70/gallon which converts to 97.5 cents/liter.
Tomorrow I am planning on riding over to Cooperstown, New York, about 70 kms from here. I hope to get into the Baseball Hall of Fame.
Distance today - 498 kilometers
Distance todate - 11,433 kilometers