In the original determination for choosing the roadpath route, the requirements were simple: (1) The roadpath must be a hard surface road; (2) The roadpath must be contiguous across the entire route, (3) The roadpath must not be an Interstate Highway (or any highway which would exclude bicycles) and (4) The roadpath route, in describing the "Northern" and/or "Northernmost" Highways, has as a definition, those highways which remain within the United States nearest to the USA/CAN border without crossing into Canada.

This contiguous roadpath traverses a distance of 4,872 miles, with the western terminus end at the Cape Flattery Trailhead in Neah Bay, Washington, a foot path to the northern most lighthouse in Washington and the eastern terminus end at the West Quoddy Head where a lighthouse of the same name is located and this point is the easternmost point in the United States.

This is a brand new National Scenic Byway, one which has its origin found within my personal desire to travel (as a recreational passage) across the top of the United States. In the fall of 2025, I left the west coast of Washington state headed eastbound on this roadpath with the desire to drive and document the route, recording the specific highways traveled, as well as locations for camping and/or overnighting. I was only able to drive to the state of Minnesota before the temperatures plummeted to near freeze at night, causing me to turn right and drive south to a warmer region (south Texas) for the winter.

Then, in the middle of February 2026, with the temperatures in south Texas soaring into the eighties, I departed my winter hiatus to begin my northbound Journey On™ through North America, traveling east by northeast through the Interior Lowlands Region, then into the Appalachian Mountains Region where I turned northeast into and through New England to the eastern terminus of this new National Scenic Byway, is the easternmost point in the lower 48 states, a coastal lighthouse know as West Quoddy Head Lighthouse located not far from the town of Lubec, Maine, from whence I will begin the logistical eastbound drive of the North Tier Route.

Near Cannan, Vermont

After overnighting in a rest stop just north of Colebrook, New Hampshire, I drive the short distance north to the next bridge over the Connecticut River, entering the state at Canaan, Vermont. Once I am traveling west in Vermont, I find myself driving on State Highway 114 (SH 114) I had not gotten far into the state when a county sheriff pulls me over to tell me that my left brake light is not operating. He takes my drivers license and other papers to his vehicle and it seems like a really long time, during which I am calling on God to please direct the sheriff to only give me a warning. (I know, I am not supposed to treat the Most High God like a butler, so I apologize to Him if I am doing anything wrong and ask Him to please help me to keep my speed under the limit at all times and then I continue my prayers to Him while I await the sheriff to return.)

Finally, he walks up to my car and says, "I am only giving you a warning this time, please get the light fixed right away." He goes on to say that you can fix it in Island Pond, which is just a short distance south. I answer, "I will drive there right now, buy a bulb and replace it right away." All the while, I am constantly praising Jehovah, thanking Him for his Kindness, and thinking how in the past, He has always come to my help every time that I have called upon Him in humility and respect.

So, I drive to Island Pond, Vermont, purchase a bulb, then remove the tail light and replace the defective bulb with a new one. Because I can not see if the light works when I step on the brake peddle, I ask another person to tell me if it is working when I step on the brakes. When I come back to the rear of the jammer, He stays, "You are good to go!" I then get back into the drivers seat and drive back north on SH 114 and then turn left on SH 111, driving through the thick woods until I arrive at at coffee house where I can go inside, plug in my computer and pound the keyboard for as long as I must needs to catch up on my journal writing.

The first familiar spot is when I come to where the Long Trail crosses Vermont SH 105, I see a road sign indicating that there is a pedestrian trail ahead and I stop at the location for this trail. Yes, the following year after walking the Appalachian Trail, I returned to Vermont to hike the the entire Long Trail. However, this trail was way too short for what I really wanted and I remember how sad I was when I arrive at this highway, which meant that I only had about two miles until I arrive at the end of my hike of the Long Trail that year.

I stop, park at near the trail and take photos of both the southbound and northbound footpaths.

Then, the road path takes me across the top remaining part of the top of Vermont, along the Missisquoi River, across upper Lake Champlain, across the Richelieu River and into the state of New York.