So this weekend was the first annual Los Guapos Regatta and bike cruise event at York Beach Maine. One of the guys traded some electrical work for use of a house by the beach this year. The crowd vared between 4 and 6 members. One highlight was a visit from Hurricane Bill on Saturday, we did not let a little rain dampen our spirits or allow a little lightening and reports of possible fullen clouds deter us from the yachting Regatta at Great Bay by the Pasquatequa Bridge. Ahh, there's something about microbrew's and the open ocean...
After the storm blew through, the wind faded as well....
Following the Regatta, Larry's Snark was declared the winner. We went down to York Beach for sight seeing and a game of Horseballs. Dinner that night was in Portsmouth at the Flatbread Pizza restraunt, got there just in time, our waitress informed us that we had 2 minutes to order before the kitchen closed (brick ovens), it was only 10:58 PM!
The following day we took a bike ride to Nubble point and lighthouse to view the forces of nature in action, some of the waves were peaking at 10ft. Couple of people got soaked by rogue waves. The temp was still hot but bearable with the ocean breeze. At least the humidity had subsided.
Fellow Los Guapos, (Left to Right), Pat, Steve and Larry
Larry's Extracycle and my Felt 750 Cafe got a lot of looks
All the beaches were closed (except to the surfers) including a road or two because of high surf.
After enjoying a economically sized and astronomically priced ice cream cone at Nubble point we rode south to Yorke Village, pretty good ride, and saw this scene on the way..... Now what are those Duke boys up to now!
Turns out the Local F.D. truck had a leaking fuel line and had a little incident. That's their air cleaner on fire...The General Lee (replica) is owned by the town mechanic who just happend to be driving by. I did not have a chance to ask if his name was Cooter. Traffic was backed up a good mile down the hill to the village.
It was HOT but luckily there was a cumberland farms in town with 8 different flavors of slurpee and a bike shop with AC across the street.
Cool Gary Fisher (cant believe i'm saying that)
Yes, that's a mint Orange Crate up there...
The kid minding in the shop (favorite word SICK!) had to tease me by saying, hey, if you like those bikes, you should see what's in the attic, must be over a hundred old bikes up there. :shock: . And no, i didn't get to go......
Rode back to the house, cleaned up, had lunch and it was time to hit the road.
Ahh, the joys of traveling to a tourist destination on the weekend....25mph on I-95S.....
After the storm blew through, the wind faded as well....
Following the Regatta, Larry's Snark was declared the winner. We went down to York Beach for sight seeing and a game of Horseballs. Dinner that night was in Portsmouth at the Flatbread Pizza restraunt, got there just in time, our waitress informed us that we had 2 minutes to order before the kitchen closed (brick ovens), it was only 10:58 PM!
The following day we took a bike ride to Nubble point and lighthouse to view the forces of nature in action, some of the waves were peaking at 10ft. Couple of people got soaked by rogue waves. The temp was still hot but bearable with the ocean breeze. At least the humidity had subsided.
Fellow Los Guapos, (Left to Right), Pat, Steve and Larry
Larry's Extracycle and my Felt 750 Cafe got a lot of looks
All the beaches were closed (except to the surfers) including a road or two because of high surf.
After enjoying a economically sized and astronomically priced ice cream cone at Nubble point we rode south to Yorke Village, pretty good ride, and saw this scene on the way..... Now what are those Duke boys up to now!
Turns out the Local F.D. truck had a leaking fuel line and had a little incident. That's their air cleaner on fire...The General Lee (replica) is owned by the town mechanic who just happend to be driving by. I did not have a chance to ask if his name was Cooter. Traffic was backed up a good mile down the hill to the village.
It was HOT but luckily there was a cumberland farms in town with 8 different flavors of slurpee and a bike shop with AC across the street.
Cool Gary Fisher (cant believe i'm saying that)
Yes, that's a mint Orange Crate up there...
The kid minding in the shop (favorite word SICK!) had to tease me by saying, hey, if you like those bikes, you should see what's in the attic, must be over a hundred old bikes up there. :shock: . And no, i didn't get to go......
Rode back to the house, cleaned up, had lunch and it was time to hit the road.
Ahh, the joys of traveling to a tourist destination on the weekend....25mph on I-95S.....
