davesax36
Well-Known Member
So this summer (I know, it's been a while) I met up with Brian-- Redbone-- and went on a totally epic journey through Maine, Atlantic Canada, and Newfoundland. We went to Miles Long's house, hung out, rode with him through New Brunswick, then moved on to Newfoundland for another ten(ish) days of riding and hanging out with my wife's family. I'm starting this thread as a sort of ride report/cool story drop/travel ideas thread.
SHORT VERSION:
Brian and Miles are awesome guys. If you get a chance to hang with them, you should do it. Also the Maritime provinces of Canada are very fun, and you should go there, too.
LONG VERSION--
I gotta say, if you're gonna meet up with some V-Max guys, Brian and Miles are tops. Yes, I've hung out with Traumahawk and Sean, and spent time on the phone with Danny, and bought parts and things from Kyle, but for actualy hanging out for more than a couple hours -- just Miles and Brian.
Anyway. Brian and I had planned to meet up near Bangor Maine in the second week of July. I was on my Super Tenere (awesome), and he was on Redbone. We were in loose contact in emails for the last couple days before the meet. I'd already done about 7,000 miles of my trip before we met up, which happened on Route 2 in Maine. If you haven't gone up to ride around New England, you should definitely hit this road. It winds all over the place through VT, NH, ME and is just a nice ride. So we met up at a little Motel Brian had stopped at after a crazy day of terrible rain and sleeping on a picnic table at a permanently closed motel the night before. He'll have to fill in the details, but that's a pretty good story. I was on the road a couple hours behind him, so I went to the place he was staying for the night to meet in person. What a cool guy. We hung out and talked for a while and did a bit of troubleshooting of his foot peg and windshield which had shaken out the bolts from at least two of the mounts. He'd had a pretty rough start to the trip. I went on to my campsite east of Bangor, and we met up the next day to head for Miles's place.
Border Crossing... Do not attempt this with Brian. We both got the third degree from the guys in the booth in Calais. They let us in, though, and we headed onto the TCH to go to St. John, NB. The weather was fantastic, and I was wondering how long that would be true. Sure enough, we come over a hill about 12 miles into New Brunswick, and we go smack into this super thick and chilly fog. Welcome to Canada, Redbone! The fog was so thick coming into the city, that I almost missed the turn to go to Miles's place. We made it, though, and Miles and Marie came out to meet us. You know how it is... we spent probably a half hour standing in the street just talking and hanging out before Marie made us go inside for dinner. She took great care of us! We all sat around the table telling stories and having a good time for the next few hours.
That was June 18th. We had a cabin on the Argentia ferry booked for the 20th (check the schedule) so we were going to take only one extra day on the way over. We decided the schedule would not permit us to leave in the morning and make the early ferry crossing, so Miles rode with us and we left in the afternoon of the 19th to go as far as Antigonish that night so we didn't have a really long ride the next day. We stayed at this cool (maybe haunted) B&B in Antigonish. I had to sleep on the floor because I was the youngest. Of course I was right next to this creepy closet and a freakin' full-lenght mirror so I spent the whole night wondering if I was going to wake up to see the ghost of this little girl who apparently is still a little active in the 100 year old house. I made it through the night without any paranormal activity, and awe headed out for the next day. Miles stayed with us to Cape Breton, then turned around to go visit a friend before returning to his place. Brian and I headed on along the south side of the Bras D'or lake. Great road, great scenery, and only one really slow old man in a Kia made the next few hours plenty of fun.
Ferry Terminal Reached! We got to the ferry in North Sydney, NS pretty early, and pulled in behing and BMW R1200GS Adventure. It looked immaculate, and we both stood and looked at it for a bit. (more coming)
SHORT VERSION:
Brian and Miles are awesome guys. If you get a chance to hang with them, you should do it. Also the Maritime provinces of Canada are very fun, and you should go there, too.
LONG VERSION--
I gotta say, if you're gonna meet up with some V-Max guys, Brian and Miles are tops. Yes, I've hung out with Traumahawk and Sean, and spent time on the phone with Danny, and bought parts and things from Kyle, but for actualy hanging out for more than a couple hours -- just Miles and Brian.
Anyway. Brian and I had planned to meet up near Bangor Maine in the second week of July. I was on my Super Tenere (awesome), and he was on Redbone. We were in loose contact in emails for the last couple days before the meet. I'd already done about 7,000 miles of my trip before we met up, which happened on Route 2 in Maine. If you haven't gone up to ride around New England, you should definitely hit this road. It winds all over the place through VT, NH, ME and is just a nice ride. So we met up at a little Motel Brian had stopped at after a crazy day of terrible rain and sleeping on a picnic table at a permanently closed motel the night before. He'll have to fill in the details, but that's a pretty good story. I was on the road a couple hours behind him, so I went to the place he was staying for the night to meet in person. What a cool guy. We hung out and talked for a while and did a bit of troubleshooting of his foot peg and windshield which had shaken out the bolts from at least two of the mounts. He'd had a pretty rough start to the trip. I went on to my campsite east of Bangor, and we met up the next day to head for Miles's place.
Border Crossing... Do not attempt this with Brian. We both got the third degree from the guys in the booth in Calais. They let us in, though, and we headed onto the TCH to go to St. John, NB. The weather was fantastic, and I was wondering how long that would be true. Sure enough, we come over a hill about 12 miles into New Brunswick, and we go smack into this super thick and chilly fog. Welcome to Canada, Redbone! The fog was so thick coming into the city, that I almost missed the turn to go to Miles's place. We made it, though, and Miles and Marie came out to meet us. You know how it is... we spent probably a half hour standing in the street just talking and hanging out before Marie made us go inside for dinner. She took great care of us! We all sat around the table telling stories and having a good time for the next few hours.
That was June 18th. We had a cabin on the Argentia ferry booked for the 20th (check the schedule) so we were going to take only one extra day on the way over. We decided the schedule would not permit us to leave in the morning and make the early ferry crossing, so Miles rode with us and we left in the afternoon of the 19th to go as far as Antigonish that night so we didn't have a really long ride the next day. We stayed at this cool (maybe haunted) B&B in Antigonish. I had to sleep on the floor because I was the youngest. Of course I was right next to this creepy closet and a freakin' full-lenght mirror so I spent the whole night wondering if I was going to wake up to see the ghost of this little girl who apparently is still a little active in the 100 year old house. I made it through the night without any paranormal activity, and awe headed out for the next day. Miles stayed with us to Cape Breton, then turned around to go visit a friend before returning to his place. Brian and I headed on along the south side of the Bras D'or lake. Great road, great scenery, and only one really slow old man in a Kia made the next few hours plenty of fun.
Ferry Terminal Reached! We got to the ferry in North Sydney, NS pretty early, and pulled in behing and BMW R1200GS Adventure. It looked immaculate, and we both stood and looked at it for a bit. (more coming)