A Brief Sojourn in the Northeast Kingdom…continued

Yet another day spent in America’s glorious Northeast Kingdon. I may even be your King, or at the very least a Prince. Archduke?

A quick update really, for all y’all Manboy aficionados.

An atrocious, atrocious day. 34 degrees this morning according to Weather Bug, although in all honestly it did feel warmer. Riding through Rumsford, Maine at noon time, a bank sign noted that it was 50 degrees. I stayed relatively warm, bundled up in all of my clothes and jacket and pant liners, but I didn’t think I would need this shit until Alaska. It rained all day long and I did not see one bit of the sun. The rains would not stop.

New rain overpants are functional but make me look like a genie, or MC Hammer.

That’s fine, they do their job well enough I suppose. There is no such thing as a perfect rainsuit. 99% of all cultivated-wild blueberry farmers agree on this very fact. I know because I’m warm and dry and staying at a Wild Blueberry farm in Cherryfield, ME. Why I’m even typing this from a child’s bed, which is fine because I’m warm and dry. Ben and his son Rowan are an absolute delight and a gift to the weary traveller. Rowan downloaded a bunch of games on my phone and Dad made me a delicious steak, oyster mushroom soup, and fresh bacon, greens, and brussels sprout medley.


 An absolute feast really, sumptuous and succulent, better than most restaurants even, and topped off with two Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups no less. Better than spooning peanut butter out of the jar, eh? Or even a can or delicious, delicious sardines? Sure, but don’t let Ronnie Peabody, cultivator of the Maine Coastal Sardine Museum, hear that!

All this can be yours too, although you will need make an incredible journey through the wilds of Maine, ride your motorbike in drenching, punishing rains, and then win the hearts and minds of both father and son. Or find them through couchsurfing.org. But always be nice, just like Dalton says. Be nice.

I’ve got a date with destiny tomorrow at the Sardine Museum in Jonesport. 1:30pm sharp. Wish me luck, I’ll need it!

Greetings from beautiful sunny Cherryfield, ME!

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4 responses to “A Brief Sojourn in the Northeast Kingdom…continued

  1. Living the God Damn dream friend, a true Nature Boy

  2. I’m not sure if you remember me or not. A couple years ago I was riding my Blue ’93 Nighthawk 750 somewhere in upstate New York. I ran out of gas and was pushing it to where I hoped was a near by gas station. You rode on ahead to fill your tank up, came back, took your tank off and drizzled enough fuel in mine to get me down the road. I didn’t have much money on me at the time, but you asked for nothing in return but a Gatorade.

    A good deed is never forgotten. I’ve donated $20 dollars to your cause. I know it’s not much, but should buy you a tank of gas and a cold brew.

    Every time I’m on my bike I think about that story. You’re “Manboyventures” are inspiring. I wish you the best of luck, and hope to see you on the road again sometime.

  3. Nice CS dinner! I know how an excellent meal like that one feels on the road- like a miracle to toast! Manboy manboy you can call me manboy! The wild blueberry region of Maine stirs within me the desire to paint my canvas entirely blue…here’s to keeping dry, warm, and with friendly peoples:)

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