NEW BRUNSWICK/MAINE-USA
Stages: from Bear River via Saint John,ME, St. George, Machias, ME, Ellsworth, NE Harbor, Ellsworth, Belfast, Wiscasset and Portland to York.
Bike days: 9 Overall bike days: 84
Non bike days: 7 Overall non bike days: 27
Distance: 852 km Overall: 7,000 km (4,375 miles)
Daily average: 82 km/51 miles, average speed 18.2 km/11.4 miles per hr.
Overall d.a. : 81 km/51 miles, average speed 17,7.
Average (day)temperature during this period: 20.7C/70F
English summary: see below
Met een forse vertraging komt dit verslag tot stand, maar daarover later in het volgende verslag.


Genoten van de springende dolfijnen en zeehonden tijdens de oversteek, via Deer Island en Campobello Island, naar Lubec in Maine: alle op jacht naar de passerende haringscholen.



English summary
Sorry for the delay in delivering this report, but about that later in our next one.

Saint John is wellknown for its "Reversing Falls" of the St.John River. It's a fascinating sight to see the waters rapid vice versa depending of high or low tide.
Crossing the border into Maine, via Deer Island and Campobello Island to Lubec, we were welcomed by many dolphins and seals chasing hering! Quite a surprising view!
Mount Desert Island, some 30 miles southeast of Bangor, is home for one of NE-USA's most beloved national park: "Acadia NP". Being free of truck traffic and with limited speed allowed on the park road (in perfect condition!) we did enjoy the views over the mainland and the ocean, specially from "Cadillac Mt" at 1550 ft. As we had that much pleasure in biking the park loop we biked it twice, one time including the long, but not too difficult climb to the Cadillac top. But where all the tourists come for is the oceanside eastcoast: very rocky, lots of outcrops and stunning, incoming waves - if the wind is blowing over 40 knots it must be awsome -causing thundering sounds under and around the rocks!
At Northeast Harbor we made a visit to Leslie's Horvath and her family (two daughters and hushband), a granddaughter of Mrs. Williams of Troy, PA. Her so much about her and the family that we were curious to meet them. A real funny family!
At Belfast, passing one of the many cemeteries, Erik missed this one since his attention was focused on the rocky landscape on the other side of the road. He just heard Angela calling from behind: "Look, a biker on the cemetery!". "What, a biker, as a gravestone?". No, it was an American biker of our age, resting on the cemetery where he used to have his lunch: always quiet and a seat available!
At Portland: our first flat! And a real one it was: a huge nail ruined Angela's back tire and tube. Fortunately an employee of a nearby shop organised a SUV and we were transported to a nearby ( ca. 8 miles) bike shop!
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