It was all planned a week before hand, two of the three motel rooms already paid for. So when our weekend was due, we hit the road. On Friday morning, we were surprised to find that it wasn’t raining. Rob called and said he’d meet us on the highway instead of coming to the house. It takes at least a couple of hours to get to the border.
June 24 . . .
A stop at the Duty Free before crossing the bridge to the United States.
In Ogdensburg, we found a small family restaurant for breakfast.
While we were sitting in the restaurant – the rain came down in buckets. No stopping now, we zipped up our rain suits and climbed back on the bikes.
Stopping for gas, Rob spotted an old jeep and had to check it out.
A general store in one of the small lake towns. Bruce & I have stopped in here before – a neat place.
The fog was a surprise. Can the weather get any worse?
Finally in our room, we were pleased with the area and our room.
Getting read to go to dinner.
Just across the street from our motel was Mario’s Restaurant.
My meal – beef Braciole
I think Bruce got a seafood pasta dinner.
Group picture . . . that’s me, Rob & Shannon.
Relaxing after dinner.
June 25 . . .
Getting ready to head out – we have a diner in mind for breakfast.
Still wet outside – a nice warm breakfast will be great.
Another stop at a local Harley store to buy a shifter for Bruce.
We have our rain suits on, let the rain fall.
This sign caught my eye -
I thought this was a cool picture.
Looking out at the dismal weather.
A quick stop to take some pictures.
Finally at our motel in North Conway, NH -
We should have stayed here and each got a theme room. Bruce said he would have picked the ‘Banker’ room.
Waiting for dinner.
Walking back to our motel.
Gate to nowhere.
Where we stayed – the Clarendon Motel.
About time to call it a night.
June 26 . . .
Going through the covered bridge to Jackson.
Breakfast at Yesterday’s.
Inside restaurant.
Yum – that looks good.
Then we headed to Mount Washington and the Auto Race.
New Hampshire doesn’t have a helmet law.
Bruce with the Mount Washington Hotel in the background.
OK – we took a wrong road and had to cut across an unpaved road, hoping it would come out where we wanted to be.
Thank goodness we found the road to the ferry.
Chaps were hurting my knees, so I took them off. Then I had to find a place to stash them.
Crossing Lake Champlain to New York State.
Lake Placid, NY
Our room . . .
This is where we went to dinner – Caribbean Cowboy.
Bruce went outside to take pictures.
June 27 . . .
Finally the sun is out! We had a lakeside room.
Heading home.
A quick stop for gas and some relief for sore butts.
Breakfast at Lumber Jack’s in Tupper Lake.
Crossing the bridge into Canada.
Shannon getting ready to climb back on the bike after a short reprieve.
End of the trip!!
