Mike leads the way from Calais, Maine towards Freeport. Remembering waaaay back to the early days of the ride, Fred directed the routes south down the east coast to the first corner, then west across the southern states to the second corner. Ron took over routing the guys north up the west coast to the third corner. Under Stu's guidance the group got from the third to the fourth corner along the northern route.
A close up look of Mike's riding parter...a big hairy orangutan.
Isn't it calming to know that Stu and Ferdinand are still together after all this time? The boys continued through the eastern portions of Maine to the town of Freeport. Freeport is the home of LL Bean. The company is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year! Rumor is they don't have locks on the doors 'cause they're open all year round. The guys found a little Italian restaurant in town. Pizza sounded like a great idea. So, they parked the bikes across the street from the restaurant. Noticing a sign that read, "Fifteen Minute Parking ONLY", they shrugged it off and went to lunch.
Uh oh! When they finished lunch they found the local meter maid with her ticket pad in hand. Her name....Bonnie, (seems about right doesn't it?) Who in their right minds, thinks they can order a pizza AND consume it in 15 minutes? Nobody but these 6 jokers! Stu tries to sweet talk Bonnie out of that parking violation.
That silver tonged devil can't penetrate Bonnie's crusty exterior. Stu was forced to call for back up. Enter, Mikey to the rescue. Now Mike, could talk a leopard into giving up his spots. Let's see how he fared against the fierce parking attendant.
Apparently Mike hasn't lost his touch! His delivery was smooth as glass. Bonnie became so entralled with the epic tale of the 4 Corner Ride that she buckled and pardoned their parking faux pais. Whew....that was a close one.
The fellas continued on until nature called. Stu called over the CB radio, "Hey Bugsy...you got any of that strikin' iron?" Everyone knows that Tom Porter was a good boy scout and is always prepared. After pulling safely to the side of the road, Tom quickly produced a huge roll of striking iron. For the rest of us, toilet paper!
There he goes on his toes, off to use the potty, I suppose! Oh brother...
This photographic documentation can only lead one to surmise that, Stu does, indeed, poop in the woods.
From the state of confusion to the state of New Hampshire. I'm glad we've been able to move on!
Sadly, the guys are going to lose Gary Beagell and Tom Porter, and his emergency bathroom kit. Being back into New Hampshire, this is a very direct route for these two guys to head on home. Ron, Mike, Stu and Fred really have appreciated having Tom, Gary and Joe, who had to leave the ride several days ago, accompany them through their New England venture. Thank you friends, it has been purely a pleasure!
Tom fuels up before heading back to N. Salem, New Hampshire.
Tom and Gary split off from the gas station leaving Mike, Ron, Fred and Stu to forge on towards Beantown...Boston, Massachusetts. Guess they're headed for lobstah, chowdah and an ice cold beah in Haavaad yaad, which is not by the haabaah.
Cough up some coins guys...you're on the I-90...the Mass Turnpike.
Stopping at a rest area on the Mass Turnpike it's the original 4 Guys-Stu, Mike, Fred and Ron. Sadly, they are going from a quartet to triplets. Even though two days remain of the official ride, Mike has to return home. We can neither confirm, nor deny, that he is actually headed for Rhinebeck, New York, the suspected location of Chelsea Clinton's nuptials. I hope he had time to purchase a gift. Oh well....he could always wrap up that big orangutan!
Farewell Mike! Have a safe trip, wherever you're heading.
Having planned on continuing their ride to the point of origin, Ron, Stu and Fred make it to Connecticut. They viewed the skyline of Hartford, Connecticut.
With some sore tushies, the guys rode a total of 533 miles, the trio finished the day in White Plains, New York. They are now 25 miles north of New York City. First thing in the morning they are going to pay their respects at the former site of the Twin Towers, now known as, Ground Zero.
Mike leads the way from Calais, Maine towards Freeport. Remembering waaaay back to the early days of the ride, Fred directed the routes south down the east coast to the first corner, then west across the southern states to the second corner. Ron took over routing the guys north up the west coast to the third corner. Under Stu's guidance the group got from the third to the fourth corner along the northern route.
Isn't it calming to know that Stu and Ferdinand are still together after all this time? The boys continued through the eastern portions of Maine to the town of Freeport. Freeport is the home of LL Bean. The company is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year! Rumor is they don't have locks on the doors 'cause they're open all year round. The guys found a little Italian restaurant in town. Pizza sounded like a great idea. So, they parked the bikes across the street from the restaurant. Noticing a sign that read, "Fifteen Minute Parking ONLY", they shrugged it off and went to lunch.
Uh oh! When they finished lunch they found the local meter maid with her ticket pad in hand. Her name....Bonnie, (seems about right doesn't it?) Who in their right minds, thinks they can order a pizza AND consume it in 15 minutes? Nobody but these 6 jokers! Stu tries to sweet talk Bonnie out of that parking violation.
That silver tonged devil can't penetrate Bonnie's crusty exterior. Stu was forced to call for back up. Enter, Mikey to the rescue. Now Mike, could talk a leopard into giving up his spots. Let's see how he fared against the fierce parking attendant.
Apparently Mike hasn't lost his touch! His delivery was smooth as glass. Bonnie became so entralled with the epic tale of the 4 Corner Ride that she buckled and pardoned their parking faux pais. Whew....that was a close one.
The fellas continued on until nature called. Stu called over the CB radio, "Hey Bugsy...you got any of that strikin' iron?" Everyone knows that Tom Porter was a good boy scout and is always prepared. After pulling safely to the side of the road, Tom quickly produced a huge roll of striking iron. For the rest of us, toilet paper!
There he goes on his toes, off to use the potty, I suppose! Oh brother...
This photographic documentation can only lead one to surmise that, Stu does, indeed, poop in the woods. 
From the state of confusion to the state of New Hampshire. I'm glad we've been able to move on!
Sadly, the guys are going to lose Gary Beagell and Tom Porter, and his emergency bathroom kit. Being back into New Hampshire, this is a very direct route for these two guys to head on home. Ron, Mike, Stu and Fred really have appreciated having Tom, Gary and Joe, who had to leave the ride several days ago, accompany them through their New England venture. Thank you friends, it has been purely a pleasure!
Tom fuels up before heading back to N. Salem, New Hampshire.
Tom and Gary split off from the gas station leaving Mike, Ron, Fred and Stu to forge on towards Beantown...Boston, Massachusetts. Guess they're headed for lobstah, chowdah and an ice cold beah in Haavaad yaad, which is not by the haabaah.
Cough up some coins guys...you're on the I-90...the Mass Turnpike.
Stopping at a rest area on the Mass Turnpike it's the original 4 Guys-Stu, Mike, Fred and Ron. Sadly, they are going from a quartet to triplets. Even though two days remain of the official ride, Mike has to return home. We can neither confirm, nor deny, that he is actually headed for Rhinebeck, New York, the suspected location of Chelsea Clinton's nuptials. I hope he had time to purchase a gift. Oh well....he could always wrap up that big orangutan!
Farewell Mike! Have a safe trip, wherever you're heading.
Having planned on continuing their ride to the point of origin, Ron, Stu and Fred make it to Connecticut. They viewed the skyline of Hartford, Connecticut.
With some sore tushies, the guys rode a total of 533 miles, the trio finished the day in White Plains, New York. They are now 25 miles north of New York City. First thing in the morning they are going to pay their respects at the former site of the Twin Towers, now known as, Ground Zero.
Busy day! You guys are going to need a vacation from this vacation!
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