When we got into Maine we changed our route. Essentially we were doing the straightest line to the Atlantic. As a result we ended up hitting the coast at Kettle Cove State Park just south of Portland. This made the Maine portion of our ride two days rather than 4 or 5.










Not in the best light, but the gang on the edge of the Atlantic. From left to right, Tom, Katie (Lancette) and Gerry. Yes I wore the same jersey every day.













Dipping the front tires into the Atlantic along the rocks at Kettle Cove.
















Dipping the front tires into the sand beach at Kettle Cove.

















I screwed up and put this picture in twice.