The Adirondacks

 

After messing about in Newfoundland for about a week (we needed a month), we had to push pretty hard south and back into the US. We took a bit of a detour through Quebec and Montreal and then on to upstate New York.

Montreal actually seemed like a pretty interesting place but we were nearly drowned in a torrential downpour that reminded me how bad my rain gear has become - I either need to treat it again or splurge for a new jacket!

After hitting the border, we literally began to just wander through the Adirondacks with zero plan. With absolutely no idea what we were supposed to experience, we eventually ended up in a tiny town near Whiteface Mountain and called it a day. Turns out our instincts were right...

After a serious lack of showers, we decided on a motor inn. This is kind of a weird quirk about me, but I love motels where you park right in front of the room. It's awesome for motorcycle travel. This is kind of irrelevant normally, but the owner of this particular place, Billy from the Alpine Motor Inn, was such cool guy and so good to bikers that it's worth a mention. 

Billy turned us on to a bunch of great rides through the area and we ended up at the fifth highest mountain in the US...

After a couple of days of cool and crisp riding, we had to press on again. We are not looking forward to the heat...