By 7:40, we were packed and ready to roll out of our driveway. The forecast yesterday called for thunderstorms today but, by this morning, the weatherman had changed his mind. No surprise there. There was a squall line across the Soo but we were going the other way.
I had changed the oil on the bike yesterday. I had to charge the battery as well because, the day before, I had turned the key to the accessory position to check the mileage and left it on overnight. It took a charge from the 2 AH charger before the battery tender could start working. I am a little concerned about the latest Bridgestone rear tire because it is wearing faster than the other Stones I have had on the back. I have no idea why unless they changed the rubber compound. In any case, I will watch it closely.
We headed east on Highway 17, stopping in North Bay and again in Mattawa. There, I had a Subway bacon omelet breakfast sandwich, a first for me. It was tasty and filling.
Before Arnprior, we got stuck in 35C heat in a line backed up due to construction. We were barely moving and it looked like the line stretched for several miles, so I made a U-turn and went back to catch a side road that would take us by the jam.
In Prescott, they have a bridge that goes over the St. Lawrence River to Ogdensburg, New York. It is almost a mile long, two lane and has a steel grate surface. After crossing this in the rain and gusting crosswinds years ago, I swore I would never cross again. This time, the decking was dry and I have improved my skills so it was no big deal. Until I got the the US Border Services.
It seems that guy with my name who is on the wanted list in the US is still out there. After explaining I wasn't James L Robinson and pointing out that I did not share some key distinguishing features with him, I got invited into secondary inspection again. Sandy had to come with me. A pleasant grey haired lady agent asked a whole series of questions, even though the answers to all of them were in their NEXUS database. Makes me wonder why I got the card. After 45 minutes of searching the computers, she released us from the Group W Bench and allowed us to enter the country.
We rode the 30 miles across Highway 37 to Massena. In one five mile stretch, we passed four dead porcupines in the road. This must be some kind of record. We arrived at the Super 8 at 4:55, ahead of the New Englanders.
We talked to a Pennsylvania couple on an '08 Wing while we were waiting. Then the rest of the gang arrived about 6:45. After getting checked in, we all walked across the street to the A#1 King's Buffet for some Chinese food. No one stayed up late.
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