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... and I handled our first major motorcycle emergency. We kept calm and took care of it and got back on the road - that's what you've gotta do. So far, so good with the new battery and voltage regulator.
By the time we got to North Conway, NH it was nearly 6 pm. We checked in at the Fox Ridge Resort and settled in, then Phil and I went to grab a bite to eat and get fuel for the next morning's ride to Maine.
My dad had already earned the sticker proclaiming "This car climbed Mt. Washington" on a previous trip, but he wanted to get back to the top to share the experience with Tuukka the puppy, and myself.
Tuukka had a feeling this was going to be an exciting trip and barked enthusiastically at the booth attendant at the base of the mountain road.
Once the pleasantries were exchanged we were off and up the mountain, traveling on a road that at times could ...
... few ingredients to work with - just some seasonings that had been left at the hostel. Scallops to start, literally with just salt and pepper, were delicious. The clams were steamed in some beer and the salmon and swordfish chunks were panfried with a few mixed herbs. Everything was delicious, so fresh and forgiving, considering I managed to slightly undercook everything. Fortunately we both prefer that to the alternative!
We were both pretty tired and had no real ...
... started Sioux off going through the whole soundtrack of 'Gigi the Musical' so I get to hear Gigi all over again and again. Lucky me.
There's nothing at Jackson except a ski resort and a lot of ski lodges. There's more snow around here so we stopped along a small side road and exchanged snowballs. I had to stop throwing snowballs when Sioux hid beside my Chevy Equinox and I didn't want to risk damaging the SUV. I love my Chevys Equinox.
For dinner that ...
... and cheese, and heading back with the late afternoon sun breaking through the clouds, all is well with the world.
After dinner we headed back north to Bartlett. Those pretty tree lined roads through a few quaint tiny towns and predominantly rural areas were totally black under the cloudy sky – no moon or stars ...