Bath, ME

Here we go, we've reached the Atlantic coast. We rode through Ohio, Pennsylvania, New York, Vermont, New Hampshire and Maine, we climbed the tall peaks of the Adirondacks and Green Mountains and, of course, got rained on like there's no tomorrow. We decided to turn around here in Bath, Maine, and head south towards Washington DC tracing the Atlantic coast (follow the light blue line going south from Brunswick).



The highlights of the last couple of days include spending a night at an improvised campsite right in the bushes not far from Long Lake and celebrating July 4th in a wood cabin outside of Bath. The reason we had to "stealth-camp" in the woods was because it was impossible to find anything reasonable without an advance booking on the weekend of July 4. So we just rode into the forest at the end of the day on Thursday and set up camp there. It actually worked out pretty well, even though it rained on us again. But the bigger problem was the swarms of mosquitoes, eating us alive right there and then. We put long clothes and showered in bug spray to no avail. The next day, Tomas counted over 30 bites on one of his ankles.

To much of Jeremy's satisfaction, yesterday we decided to spend the night inside. We rented a small cabin in the woods outside of Bath, ME, and stocked it with beer and food. Tomas made couscous with lamb, which was delicious. We drank the local brew, ate a ton of food and debated very meaningful issues (as always) late into the night. We made deviled eggs for breakfast (Jeremy's recipe) and came to downtown Bath for our day off. The town is bustling with people, there is an antique car show and a parade, and the spirits are high - just as they should be on a July 4 weekend.

Tomorrow, we will be starting our journey south towards Washington, DC, our final destination. On Wednesday or Thursday, Tomas and I will reach Boston and spend a few days there. It will be great to catch up with some good friends we haven't seen since college.