Are you tired of rocky coastlines, deep blue water and sunny skies? No, us neither. Here’s our bike trip around Peaks Island, just off the coast, and still a part of Portland proper:
Leaving the Portland ferry terminal:
We rode our bikes from the hotel. Hunna is still wearing his helmet:
We are arriving:
A video of the arrival:
On our way!
For our first stop, I will wow you with this view of a lighthouse:
On this same beach, you can also see water crashing into rocks:
Now we’re back on the bikes. This is the kind of road you can ride along:
The houses out there don’t suck:
For our second stop —
— I will wow you with the sound of rushing water coming onto the rocks below:
A nice bench to relax while you watch the waves:
Some people went by on horseback:
After this stop, we hurried back to get the ferry home — and we missed it by only a few minutes. At first, I was a little pouty about that, but then Greg brought me to my senses: what’s so bad about having to sit and and enjoy the seaside for 45 minutes while you wait for the next one?
Nothing. Nothing at all.
