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The one time I rode in Maine was 13 years ago. The third week in June, rainy drizzle with temps in the middle 40s. My 11 year old son and I froze our tails off. I had been looking forward to looking at the beautiful Maine countryside, but instead, we spent the night at a hotel, and next morning, got the Hades out of there and headed south as fast as we could go! Brrrrrr. It takes a different kind of animal to own a bike in Maine!




Greg and I rode in Maine immediately after our departure from Rob and Aunt Cathy's House while at the last NH Rally. During the whole course of that odyssey, the only time it rained was when we where in Maine!



Blowing gravel off rural roads