About two and half months have zipped by since finishing my trek through Ireland. Here I am on the coast of Maine. Don Helm, an old college friend, drove me to Portsmouth where I crossed over the Piscataqua River and headed downeast hugging the coast. Planning this ride after Labor Day helped thin out the hordes of summer folks and tourists but when I rolled into Ogunquit, the place was buzzing. Asking for directions, I discovered the Eastern trail (ET) seven miles north. It took me into the back country where the road meandered with virtually no traffic. The remnants of Hurricane Hermine kept me company the entire day, a cloud covered day accompanied by a misty rain; Ireland revisited. No stores to be seen for miles until I intersected with route 35 which lead me to Kennebunk. 42.5 miles was good for my first day. Don retrieved me and ferried
me back to Drake's Island for the evening. Another day of rain is scheduled and I will stick to Route 1 and see how the traffic treats me.
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