Day 66, Missoula
I woke in the glass walled room of the cyclist house. It felt nice to sleep indoors, the elements still visible from beyond the windows. Not »
Day 65, pilgrimage to Missoula
Today I complete my pilgrimage to Missoula. While slowly tearing down camp, a couple in a pickup truck even drove by and asked if it was »
Day 64, the land of mountain biking
Even though I didn't do any mountain biking, I certainly felt the spirit. Waking up later and later has it's toll. I hit the road about »