The second wedding took us to Mystic, Conn., which is a seaside paradise in the summer.
The Mystic drawbridge opens hourly at 20 to the hour, stopping Main Street traffic but inviting boats to quiet up-river anchorages.
On the Wednesday after Labor Day, following a bout with a cold and a couple of rainy days, I finally got the V-Strom out on the road, headed northeast toward New Brunswick. In Machias, I found a Model T Ford club out on a rally and stopped for lunch at the town's finest restaurant, where I took some pictures and ate a bowl of excellent haddock chowder.
The drivers of these fine vehicles were nearly as old as the cars themselves.
Further up the road at Calais, almost on the Canadian border, I spotted another Model T -- this one a sporty yellow roadster. I love the rear-view mirror clamped to the round windshield. These cars are ellegantly simple and obviously a kick to drive on today's paved, two-lane roads -- of which there are plenty in Downeast Maine.
While most features of Ford's Model T were rudimentary, the radiator caps with built-in thermometers are actually more complicated than today's versions. The ball-tipped levers -- shaped like wings on some cars -- made uncapping a boiling radiator easy to do without burning one's fingers.
The front wheels on the yellow roadster didn't include brakes, but the speedometer gears were impressively robust.
My ride took me about 200 miles from Ellsworth (A) through Machias (B) across the border at Calais (C) to Saint John, New Brunswick (D) -- up portions of US-1 and NB-1 to a fog-shrouded provincial capital on the Bay of Fundy -- where I took a room and waited for the morning and some sunshine.