The Five Corners Run 2010

This year, we will be traveling along the borders of the United States; from southern California to Brownsville, Texas- to Key West, Florida to the northern border of Maine- across the Great Lakes into Canada, to northwestern Washington, and finally back home.

12,000 miles - 30 states - 3 countries.

We call our little jaunt the Five Corners Run…

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"Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely, in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting 'Holy shit, what a ride!'"

~ Mavis Leyrer
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Saturday, June 19, 2010

Camden

Day: 32
Destination: Camden, Maine
Miles Ridden:     Total Miles: 6,090
Route: Route 104, north on Highway 93, Highway 112, Route 196 to Bath, then Highway 1

Points of Interest:
  • Kancamagus Highway
  • White Mountain National Forest
  • "Big Burneys"
  • Hatchet Mountain Publick House

Another beautiful day as we left Tommy and Jodie's "camp" in Danbury, New Hampshire. After thanking them for their hospitality and friendship and hearing how Jodie put a talking pig in Bobby's bed during the night, we left for Maine.
 
On the road, you always listen to the locals who always know the best roads, restaurants and sites. Tommy and Jodie recommended that we take the Kancamagus Highway east to Maine, and we gladly took their advice. This highway runs though the forests and mountains of the White Mountain National Forest, and affords some outstanding views of the valleys and streams and lakes below. We arrived at Camden, Maine, alongside the Atlantic Ocean, at 5:15 p.m. We went to "Big Burneys" home, which is a beautiful home which sits next to a lake. Big Burney is related to Bud, and he and his wonderful family have always been very, very hospitable to us. This night was no different. Little Burney, his son, had arranged a lobster feast at a fabulous restaurant named Hatchet Mountain Publick House in Camden- and a feast it was. Gary, nicknamed "the stick," ate an incredible nine lobsters, and the rest of us ate all we wanted to eat. It's hard to describe how good the lobster and the appetizers were (including bacon wrapped around duck and jalapeno peppers and hot wings).

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