A 240 mile day from Skowhagen, ME to St. John, New Brunswick. Not to be confused with St. John's, Newfoundland which is still about 1,100 miles away. We started off with gray skies and temps in the low 50's, later turning into a steady rain which caused us to stop for the night 80 miles earlier than our plan of reaching Moncton, NB. 
I woke up early before Chastain and the motel breakfast wasn't open so I took a walk to grab a few snacks for the road. Seeing the sign at McDonald's reminds me that since Lobster Rolls are back, I bust be in Maine still. 🦐🦐🦐
7:30am departure on dry roads but dark and low clouds ahead as we turn toward Bangor and then on into New Brunswick. 
We had good fortune with the weather until we got close to the Canadian Border. It seems our fortune with weather in Canada is not turning out to well. 
A few miles from the border and our last chance to fill up with cheap gas. 
Gee, this is like Deja Vu, crossing into Canada again. We're curious how this Border agent will compare to the previous Canadian Border agent back in Sault Ste. Marie?!
No strip search for us this time but this agent was only slightly nicer than at the Ontario crossing and neither can hold a candle to US Agent Mcquire at the Maine border crossing. 
Welcome to New Brunswick. New Brunswick speaks English but I've sensed some French in the little time we've been here. Noteworthy is the bilingual signs like this one that we also found in Ontario. I gathered from conversations with folks in Quebec that bilingual signs in Quebec are not only discouraged but against the law whereas in the other provinces they seem to be required. Damn French Canadians!!
At this point, about 30 miles into NB the rain is very steady, no longer merely blowing over us and not getting us wet. We wisely decided to put on our rain gear some miles back but our boots and feet are soaked and it's getting harder to see. 
Our first full view of the Bay of Fundy- famous for its 50 foot tides. 
Enough is enough! The rain wasn't getting any better so we pulled up to a Tim Hortons to grab a coffee and look at the radar. We need to decide do we stop here at 5:30 (we lost an hour since we're now in Atlantic Time ) or push on another 80 miles to Mocton?
The radar shows we've caught up to our storm and its moving where we want to be. It's time to find a hotel and order in a pizza, which is what we did. Tomorrow we'll see what we see.
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