Basking in completing our journey. Acadia.
Here’s the run down on our last day of biking yesterday.
Our Surlys, eager for the last day’s run
We started out from Searsport after an early breakfast into a cool morning and had about 20 miles on route 1. There was not too much traffic that early and the shoulder was wide so not a worrisome start to the day.
The Penobscot River Bridge and Observation Tower
We turned off onto a state road that took us through Surrey.
Maja grazing on delicious Maine blueberries on the roadside
We had some ups and downs through Surrey and eventually onto Ellsworth where we made our last turn onto Maine 3. This road was ok once we got out of Ellsworth and we enjoyed a long downhill run to the outskirts of Bar Harbor. There the road got downright hazardous with broken up pavement, no shoulder and a lot of vacation traffic.
Our entry into Bar Harbor. Maja isn’t really that much taller although Charles may be shrinking some.
We were glad to turn off onto the town of Bar Harbor and found a nice spot to dip our front wheels in the Atlantic and whoop our arrival.
Pacific to Atlantic. Rear wheels in the water in Anacortes, WA, on June 1. (See the photos below). Front wheels in the water at Bar Harbor, Maine, August 18.
When I think of all the adventures we have had over the last 79 days, all the climbs and descents, the “temporarily lost” confusions, the winds and weather, the hosts and others we’ve met, all the drivers who paid enough attention to avoid mowing us down I find it a little hard to comprehend that we have completed our journey.
After the initial celebration we walked our bikes into town with all the tourists and celebrated with ice cream.
Have a little sympathy. We’ve been on the road for a long, long time.
The fun didn’t stop there as we rode on Acadia National Park paths out to Jordan Pond for a toast with popovers and prosecco.
Popovers and prosecco at Jordan Pond
We put our bikes on the park’s bus and rode back into town where we dropped off our bikes at the Bar Harbor Bike Shop to be shipped back to Phoenix.
Now without our trusty Surly Disc Truckers and a a little sad at the parting, we took a bus to the airport to pick up our rental car and still dressed in our biking clothes had dinner at McCay’s and then undertook the hour’s drive to our BnB, Oceanside Meadows Inn on the Schoodic peninsula for a couple of days of serious de-compression and reflection.
Our inn in Acadia
This wraps up our daily blog but we intend to add an epilogue or two with thoughts and photos so we hope you will stay connected to bikewright.org for a while anyway. We sincerely thank each of you for following us, supporting us and keeping us in your thoughts as we pedaled eastward.
We have met some amazing people on the way, seen some beautiful scenery, introduced ourselves to a part of America we didn’t know and toured some of the most beautiful and original architecture this country has to offer from Frank Lloyd Wright.
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