Off-Road Maine — Update 2
We woke up in the Green Mountains, packed up and hit the dirt road. Dirt roads through the Green Mountains were fun. We stopped at the Dam Diner for a big breakfast then headed back to the Green Mountains to ride dirt through the northern section. The trails were sick. At one point there was a dead end sign even though it was supposed to be a thru road. We kept going. The trail got muddy, then muddy and rocky. Riding a technical trail with the bike fully loaded was tricky, but we made it. Bikes did go down, I’m not naming names. My bike didn’t go down.
Earlier in the day I told Ben and Andrew to meet us in Hanover, NH. They never met us. Turns out Dartmouth is in Hanover. We found a campsite, ditched our bags and headed into town for a Friday night of drinking with college girls. Wrong. Turns out Dartmouth is the lamest college town on the east coast. There wasn’t a decent bar in the entire town. We drank in a basement BBQ joint with a handful of very boring, well behaved college kids. Fuck Dartmouth.
Our campsite was 10 miles up Rt 91. We jumped on the highway around midnight and it was covered in a thick fog. I could see maybe 20 feet in front of me. I just stared at the center line and hoped for the best. It was harrowing.
Ben was pushing on through the night, but had a problem with his headlight so he had to stop in NY. Maybe he’ll catch us the next day…
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Published - Oct 21, 2013
It’s full on fucking war with this broke-ass, motorcycle-hating city. As some of you may know, the PPA has begun enforcing motorcycle and scooter parking on the sidewalk, citywide! This means the old ways are dead and we have to bookend our bikes in between cars, take up a whole car space (which is totally […]