After yesterday’s scenic ride up Route 1A, the first priority of the morning was to get wheels turning and head straight back to the coast. Once we put a few quick miles behind us the Atlantic opened up in front of us. It greeted us kindly with the makings for some early morning beach frolicking and frisbee tossing. Then, with sand in our shoes, we set off northbound in search of the Maine state line. No one on the trip had stepped foot in The Pine Tree State before and so, as I’m sure you can imagine, the group really began to buzz the first time we saw the Maine state flag and collectively realized that its focal point is a mighty and majestic moose. In between all of the natural beauty though, we’ve also come across some pretty neat little cities way up here in the North country. Portsmouth definitely had the coolest drawbridge that we’ve seen so far. I think it also might be the coolest place that we’ve been to that has the word ‘port’ in its name. Newburyport was a little underwhelming yesterday but I guess we’ll have to wait and see if Portland can make a good first impression tomorrow before the true victor can be named.
