Friday, August 10, 2012

The rest of the story...

And now you know

The Rest of the Story.....


When we last looked in, our Motley Crew


were doing real damage to the sea life population...


Full and happy, we headed out to the where the locals bring home the goodies of the sea... Lobster Landing.



A real working pier.


Surrounded by nothing but Sea and Sun...



We walked out onto the working pier and lolled around, gawking.


Oilburner was impressed by something we hardly think about...

Thirteen-foot tides.  When tides out.... tides out.

By this time it was late, late afternoon, most of us resembled un-watered flowers, so we headed for the direct-route road back and dinner at one of our local watering holes...

RUSKI'S



Hands down...a 5 star dive. Locals only type place that's seems to serve the full menu as long as they're open. 
If you're looking for high end gastro-fare with clean line designs and a rotating seasonal menu, skip this place. If wood paneling, Johnny Cash and dusty old sports memorabilia are more your speed then swing on in. 

Couldn't have said it better.

After that wonderful day, the Dynamic Duo scootered off to see some more of Maine.  (Okay, they Motorcycled Off.... I just couldn't resist.)

However, they did return for one last hurrah dinner, so we took them to church so they could bask in Grace.



A church converted into a neat, fun restaurant. We sat upstairs at the table at the far left of this photo.

The view in any direction is, at the least, awesome.







We luxuriated in, no, wallowed in a fabulous dessert, paired with a smooth wine and, with such good friends beside me... lo!
Paradise is here.


Alas and Alack, the evening, too quickly came to an end....

Beemer Girl and Oilburner saddled-up, and with a painfully sweet rumble, rode out of town.....

10 comments:

  1. Sniffle, sniffle, cry, sob!!! Writing my blogs and I relive all the great times!! We miss you so much! Thank you for taking the time and spending days and nights with us, and showing us all the best. ::smack:: ::kisses::

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    1. We miss y'all too. Talk about your visit at least twice a day. You two need to move here - show you what winter's all about.

      Owe you an e-mail. Sick cat, two hearings and doctor visits have taken over my life lately.

      Will write soon.

      Ciao.

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    2. Don't worry about it. I figured you were busy. I didn't know about the sick kitty. If it was the one we talked about...I hope she feels better soon. Have you tried the baby food?

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  2. Mike:

    I can nearly taste the food from here. I'm really jelly-ous now. Let me see . . . only 48 hours continuous but split into 8 hours per day means over a week to get there.

    I can dream . . .

    bob
    Riding the Wet Coast
    My Flickr // My YouTube

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    1. Or fly...and renter a scooter. :)

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    2. You know, Bob, that's why I never do math. It always gets in the way of what I want to do.

      Well, dream on. We shall overcome this problem and get you out here where the Sun comes UP out of the ocean! Exciting stuff.
      Ciao.

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  3. Good times, good times.

    It looks like everyone had a super time. We expect nothing less when cool motto bloggers get together.

    What a neat place to turn into a restaurant. We see some of the old churches for sale around here and people renovate them into single family residences. I like the restaurant idea. Did they do a theme menu or is that too over the top?

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    1. Ive had the same thoughts about turning into a residence when an historic baptist church keeps coming on the market. ;)

      The theme only applied to cocktails. I had a Redemption. Others had plain beer or wine.

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  4. Looks like there is a lot of future potential for a moto blogger convention. Good times!

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    1. Yes! Yes! Yes!
      Maine (probably Vancouver too) has a short window of beautiful weather: then winter comes in for a long visit.
      Winter has it's charms but riding a scooter gets dicey at times.
      BUT.... a late June, early August meeting would be perfect.
      Now we have to convince BobScoot that 3,000 miles is a snap. Okay, 6,000 miles - but only if he wants to go back!
      Ciao.

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