Fueled by the most decadent donuts from Portland’s renowned Holy Donut Mark and I set off into the pristine Mew England air. I said goodbye to the coast as we headed inland at the beginning of a beautiful day. This was the beginning of the second divisible leg of the trip, and I was excited. We made good time through the rolling hills of Maine’s farmland. The expansive green serving as both a farewell and a call to stay.
Mark was pushing the pace a bit, and I was happy to oblige him. Coming off ofYesterday's rest, I was feeling good. We decided to stop at a farm stand for some truly majestic strawberries, and continued on our ramshackle route. Using Google Maps, we’d navigated to Conway. Following this did not prove to be too much of an issue. Following several hours of peaceful riding in sylvan countryside, we indeed crossed into New Hampshire, a milestone for me, and ultimately to our destination. We grabbed a spot of lunch, and headed to our Couchsurfing host’s house for the night.
After tents were set up in the backyard, Mark and I quickly rotated through the shower. I eagerly awaited dinner. Our host, Chris, was preparing grass fed beef steak, cheeseburgers, and a fantastic salad for us. It was truly amazing. Otherwise quiet evening, headed to bed now for a big day tomorrow: biking 25 miles to Joe Dodge Lodge and hiking up Mt. Washington where we will probably spend the night. For now, peace!