Up at 5:45 and to the breakfast bar in the motel.  We brought out the map to try to figure out the days route.  We got packed up and headed up Hwy 1, after a fuel stop.  Kennebunk had us riding toward the ocean for a view.  After a few more wrong turns (we’re getting pretty good at that!) we finally made it to Kennebunkport.  It still took us a few tries, going down the wrong streets.  Who would have thought it would be so hard to find a friggen ocean?  Found it!  We took a few pictures and asked a couple passing by to take our pictures.

We have seen enough of the stop and go traffic on hwy 1, so we headed for I-95 again.  Exit #48 should have taken us to the Harley shop, if we paid attention to where we were.  But we couldn’t possibly have found ANYPLACE on our first try!!  We rode around for quite a few miles ‘exploring the town’, before my GPS worked enough to get us there.  Big Moose Harley-Davidson, in Portland, Maine.  We live a couple of hours south of the Harley dealer in Portland, Oregon.  When we got there, a few of the guys came over to see what I was riding.  One of them brought me out a small stuffed moose, with the shop’s name on its shirt.  I strapped it on the front of my bike and took a picture.  We introduced ourselves to each other.  I first met Jack in the parts dept.  while getting 4 more quarts of oil.  Then there was Leann, Debbie and Sharron in the clothes dept.  They were all very friendly and helpful.  Trevor, the manager, gave them the go ahead to match the discount that we get at our dealership, Al’s Highway 101 Harley-Davidson in Coos Bay, Oregon.  Between Joni and Cynthia, they had quite a pile!  Ok, I got a shirt for me too, as well as my oil. 

The CO2 for my train horns ran out in Washington DC during the Rolling Thunder XXI parade.  Here was the first chance that I had to get an exchange for a full one.  I was told there was a tool store, which also sold welding products, about a half mile away.  While the gals were shopping, I rode to the store and got a full tank, and returned with horns a blaring!  We talked for a while longer, took some pictures by their big moose carving, said good-bye and headed out for hwy 202. 

The skies were clear, but with a lower temperature than yesterday.  Even though it rained, it was still in the high 70’s.  The toll roads were everywhere!  Why do people pay to drive on a road that is in WORSE shape than our roads out west that are free to drive on?  $1.50 here; .60 there, it’s not normal.  Drew paid at the first one, $2.40, and we tried to pay at the next one but the booth was empty.  It was a change only and we had no change ready.  Drew called to the attendant in the next booth over, “Hey can we get a little help over here“?  The gal looked at us and just waived us on.  I hope she had authority to do that.  We were off to New Hampshire again.  Only this time it was dry!  Our route took us through Concord and to Keene.  Very beautiful country!  Rolling hills with greenery all around.  Then to the Vermont border to put our helmets back on again.  :( Hwy 9 took us through the Green Mountain National Forest to Bennington.  The road was awesome, filled with a tree lined canopy on both sides of the road.  Then it was Hwy 7 inside of New York.  A half hour later, we reached the Troy, Albany area.  We were ready for a motel, but there was not one to be found for a while.  A few miles outside of Troy, we found a motel.  The 4 of us were getting signed up, and Drew went across the street to a Microtel.  We all met for dinner at Ruby Tuesday, and plan to leave at 7:30 to get to Niagara Falls in time to see it.  I figure it’s about 280 miles away from here.  Tomorrow………