The morning was crisp with a blue sky and mild winds as we set out on our adventure. Knowing it would be a long day, we stopped first for breakfast and coffee. Sitting on the outdoor patio enjoying coffee, we looked out toward the ocean almost smelling the salt air. This was our first stop on the Cabot Trail.
Romance, mystery, entriege; what is it about covered bridges and the emotions they evoke? This question we cannot answer, yet we know covered bridges call to us and we will travel out of our way to visit one. In the past with our big Ram 5500, we could not drive across any of the ones we visited. Now with our Honda Element we were ready and we found the longest covered bridge in the world.
