Here I come Bar Harbor

 I started my ride this year in Red Bank NJ at the home of Erika's and Jeff's on Saturday the 10th. I had only 65 miles of the 835 miles to Bar Harbor Main, but it ended up being 95 miles because of washed out bridges and my campground for the first night got washed out the night before.
 I got help that first day by a passer by who set me up with this camp ground but it was around 20 miles past where I was to camp for the night. Of the 11 days of the trip this was the day I got rained on and just wanted to get in my tent but the owner of the camp wanted to talk.
Just an old building in this little town by the camp ground.
 I had help from a local bike rider here because I was to go left and under this cool bridge, but he told me that    because of the floods the road was covered in mud and wouldn't be a fun ride so he gave me a new route to go on, and I,m thankful for GPS on my bike.
 This is a 9 mile rail to trail bake path very cool.

My first view of the ocean afther 5 days of riding, this is just north of Boston. Had my first Lobster Roll for lunch here. Was very good, but not much for $9.00, and I found that as I went North they got more expensive.
Camden Main love this town and this little port. For $37.00 you can go out on this boat.

 This boat was just going out with like 20 people on it.

 Netty, Kari and Erika met me here on the dock at Bar Harbor Main. I only got rained on two days out of the 11 days, about a half hour on the first day and this the last day for three hours.
 I like the Yankees but I had to stop in Boston to see the old park, very cool I would like the go up next year and see a game.

A replica of the Mayflower


We stopped on the way back and had Lobster it was one of my goals for the trip. This trip turned out pretty good the first 5 days were long and hard rides, but last part was nice. I found the people were very nice and friendly and went out of there way to help me. In to campground I had campers invite me to dinner and was given free camping in one campground because they liked bikers. When I had problem finding a campgorund I had someone stop along the road and invite me to came in his back yard. In all my days up and down the west coast from Washington to LA I have never been treated like that.

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