We left Missoula this morning and had taxi woman drive us back out of town to Lolo, where we left the course yesterday. It was nice to be in a town with things to do, but I was glad to see it in the rear view mirror. We were on State Route 93 heading south all day today. Only 6 people live in each square mile of Montana…I got to see all of those people today on Route 93. I never got a good look at any of their faces though, because the speed limit on Route 93 is 70 miles per hour. If you come upon a tricky section of road, they slow you wayyyyyy down to 65 mph. That makes you feel much safer. It really was not that bad. The shoulders were very wide and we had one of those rumble strip thingies between us and traffic. That way, we would have heard that annoying rumble strip sound prior to impact.
Because our plan was to camp in a cheap USFS campground, we did not rush today. We met Kim and the kids for lunch in a neat little café in Corvallis, after 32 miles of riding. That was not the best idea. It probably would have been ok, had I not finished the meal with apple dumplings and ice cream. The good news was, I got to re-sample bits of that dessert the next 20 miles down the road.
Our stopping point took us to the campground about 3 miles short of a town called Sula, which is at the base of a climb that we need to get over tomorrow (Chief Joseph Pass – 7241 feet). While we waited for Kim to arrive, we stood around in 90 degree weather and got absolutely bombed by mosquitoes. Being the loving father and husband that I am, I thought this might cause issues in the family’s sleeping arrangements….a van with open windows to stay cool and the blood sucked from their bodies, or the windows shut all night and severe dehydration issues come morning. So, we loaded up the bikes and backtracked 15 miles to a motel in Darby, Montana. Everyone will sleep comfortably tonight, and keep most of their own blood.
Until tomorrow!
Because our plan was to camp in a cheap USFS campground, we did not rush today. We met Kim and the kids for lunch in a neat little café in Corvallis, after 32 miles of riding. That was not the best idea. It probably would have been ok, had I not finished the meal with apple dumplings and ice cream. The good news was, I got to re-sample bits of that dessert the next 20 miles down the road.
Our stopping point took us to the campground about 3 miles short of a town called Sula, which is at the base of a climb that we need to get over tomorrow (Chief Joseph Pass – 7241 feet). While we waited for Kim to arrive, we stood around in 90 degree weather and got absolutely bombed by mosquitoes. Being the loving father and husband that I am, I thought this might cause issues in the family’s sleeping arrangements….a van with open windows to stay cool and the blood sucked from their bodies, or the windows shut all night and severe dehydration issues come morning. So, we loaded up the bikes and backtracked 15 miles to a motel in Darby, Montana. Everyone will sleep comfortably tonight, and keep most of their own blood.
Until tomorrow!
Our "Home" For the Day in Darby, Montana
The Cafe in Corvallis that the 6 of us eat in mid day
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