Big Trip Up North: Day 5

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Day 5 - Sun, 7/18

We gathered for breakfast in Warwick Hampton Inn - Bob neat in his road attire, Genie pretty in her loose flowing church dress, me, well. Leaving RI we passed Genie's little blue car on I95 then headed north toward Boston. That was anticlimactic trip - not much traffic, not much to see.

But...

Saw an odd little fellow in a conductor outfit at the trolley museum in Kennebunkport Maine. He was sad when we left. (I had hoped to take a picture of Bob in front of Bush compound.)

Saw nesting osprey in a restaurant parking lot (with feed from webcam displayed in the foyer).

Saw (and traversed) spectacular suspension bridge over body of water (somewhere in Maine) where colonials lost a bunch of ships in revolution.

Looking down a thousand feet or so from rocky dome of Cadillac mountain to Bar Harbor, looking across Acadia woodland, looking across ocean through distant mist - imagining Nova Scotia (where we will be tomorrow), witnessed the most spectacular scenery I have ever witnessed.

Experienced the road - which in Z4 is visceral and direct.

(View of Bar Harbor from Cadillac - which I expect is named after explorer and not car - saw no Escalade Highlands. Picture copied off Internet. I left my camera back at Hampton Inn where we checked in first before going to Bar Harbor.)

(The bridge. Revolutionary war engagement took place in water below - I think. Wish I remember the details - they appeared on nearby plaque.)

(At the seashore trolley museum near Kennebunkport. There were other fellows standing around eager to explain things. In the same spirit as the Quonset hut display near Providence where a grizzled old seabee standing at the door of a hut invited us in, promising artifacts and information. I bought a new cap and a cup of coffee at the trolley place.)

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Epilog

General -
We didn't get to Newfoundland, but we manged to see most everything else, including Wright's Falling Water, which I had not expected. Our Newfoundland plans were thwarted by a parade of old folks in campers waiting to get on the ferry at N. Sydney, Nova Scotia.

Food -
We ate in some chains and in some establishments happened upon by chance. Everything was at least OK - even the free breakfasts provided by most motels. Some meals were really good. I especially liked the fish chowder served outside at the restaurant in Shelburne, NS overlooking an idylic little harbour. There was also the huge pulled pork bar-b-que sandwich in Vermont eaten near a table of urban bikers recounting their trips. And there was the weird German place off 220 south of Altoona. It was dark with rock walls and festooned with German artifacts. Poka music played in the background. My knockwurst sandwich wasn't bad either. And of course there was the salmon and pasta at Genie's house the night we arrived in Providence. That was special.

Lodgings -
We stayed in many Hampton Inn's, a Holiday Inn, a Hilton, a Comfort Inn, a placed called the Delta, and the memorable Cape Cod Inn and the Gorham Motor Lodge. The chains were OK. The last two were not. Bob thinks that someone had urinated in his bed at the Gorham Motor Lodge and he saw a large threatening insect at the Inn. I had no soap at the Inn and had to fix my commode at 3:00 AM.

Car -
The BMW did fine. The top worked flawlessly. The engine was sweet. The suspension seemed to handle any curve at any speed. A couple of times when the rain only threatened, we drove on letting stray drops blow past the windshield. When it got too hot we left the top down and turned on the air conditioning. When it got cool we put on windbreakers and did the same thing with the heater. In small towns people waved as we went by. We were like a one-car parade.

Highlights -
These were the highlights for me. I'll check with Bob.

(1) Geographic - How sparsely populated the mountainous spine of North America remains - the mile after endless mile of wooded slopes. People nestle along valleys, hollows and adjoining water. The ridges comprise a 2,000 mile linear wilderness.
(2) Social - A growing sense of the economic pyramid where people at base (0r is it the tip these days) extract value directlty from the land and water. This seems real; the information economy seems fragile, bubble-like.
(3) Personal - Saturday night at the waterfire festival with Genie, afterward eating ice cream at her kitchen table.

Irrational Dislikes -
I became conscious of posturing French Canadians on motorcyles. Bob said they were just trying to capture some summer before the cold comes. Bob got a little weird about old people on tour buses.

Commercial Observations -
Everybody said that the further north you go the more Subarus you find. That was true. However, in Nova Scotia there seemed to be a dearth of Subarus. Lots of Fords, lots of Hyundai's. We wondered if the need for all wheel drive cars might not be as great - if the climate is moderated by nearby ocean currents. Rite-Aid seemed to be the most common drug store from PA north. Every little town seemed to have one. Tim Horton's was a common fast food place - sort of like an upper-scale Wendy's with bagels. I saw three denture places in downtown Sydney.

Roads
In most rural areas, especially coastal Maine and inland Nova Scotia, the roads were memorably bad. Ice and snow had buckled the pavement so that it was like driving over cobblestones. The Z4 which is stiffly sprung away tended to skitter even at legal speeds of 40 to 60 KPH. The trick was to allow the car to bounce some and still stay on the road.

Units of Measure
We were not there long enough to think in kilometers - having to do rough mental calcuations for speed and distance signs. (100 KPH = approx 62 MPH) Also the money, although consisting of the same units as US currency has got a lot more coins deal with. No one or two dollar bills - just "bucks" and "twoeys". But waitresses always seemed pefectly willing to help count out the change.

Prolog