We broke camp Friday and drove the Kancamagus Highway. Stopped at Sabbaday Falls, which was reminiscent of the Flume, and Rocky Gorge. Then we high-tailed it for home. Took a short detour through Maine just to say we’d been there. We arrived in Newport around 7:30.
Our trip came to its end the next day as we packed up the bike, took it to Amtrak, and boarded our plane to Seattle. On the last leg from Cincinnati to Seattle, we each had the luxury of an entire section of seats to ourselves. There couldn’t have been more than 30 people on the plane. And that was our journey to New England.