The ride into Bath was long and hilly, which seems to be the order of the day in Maine. We're passing lots of beautiful lakes, seeing new varieties of shore birds and there has been cloud cover, a summer bikers dream. That's a field of sunflowers that stopped us up on a ridge - wow! Bath is right on the Kennebec river, and we got arrived in time to have a lobster roll at a riverside restaurant across the street from our hotel. I had a message waiting for me from good Camp Hill High School buddy and now Portland local Alice Mazurie, saying that she was on her way up. It was wonderful to see her - anyone who knows Alice will appreciate that much guffaw took place in our short time together. These long time friendships are really prescious.