And Through Idaho We Go!
we got up thurs. morning, repacked the bikes and headed out of ontario.
as we were riding along the little salmon river, we saw a helicopter swoop down, fill his bucket with water and head back to one of the 3 major fires currently burning in idaho/montana. it was cool watching it hover, dip down and fill its catch. and coming upon that road at just that precise moment was awesome. about a mile down river was a boat with some people rowing, and it struck me that something so awesome happened so close to them and they would never even realize it. life's funny.
we came to a non-twisty section and there was a sign that read, "moose crossing next 1 mile". those signs always confuse me. . .do the moose know that's where they are supposed to cross or what? shrug. anyway, about 1/4 mile after the sign was a HUGE bloodstain with splatter over the next 1/4 mile. obviously some driver had not seen the sign. there must have been 10 gallons smeared on the road. it was gross and i tried to hold my breath so i wouldn't smell it.
which brings a thought to mind. i've seen several 1/2 deer carcasses along the way. always the rear half left ripped open and bloody. makes me throw up a little in my mouth just thinking of it, but. . .where did the front half go, that's what i wanna know? can there be *that* many sicko's out there plucking up the heads and mounting them over their fireplaces?!?
we stopped in lincoln, montana for dinner when we saw a storm approaching. we decided if it was still stormy after dinner we would stay there for the night. by the time we came back out, all had cleared and off we rode.
we went through about 10 miles of heavy rain, then it stopped and we dried off by the time we reached great falls.
so we are now in the land of montana where the state vehicle is a mud encrusted, early 90's model 4x4 with primer on the doors. :-) everyone has one!
i've been in search of a new air filter for ratbike. the gas mileage is horrible. but it's just not going to happen i'm afraid. so i'm going to let it go for today.
bees. ye and i have both had bees fly and land on our necks then get stuck in our jacket collars. i could feel mine when we began riding after a stop for some reason. it was on the right side of my neck and so was difficult to try to get to while riding. i didn't know it was a bee, but just kept trying to smash around back there and kill whatever was biting. it stopped for a while. shortly there after, i felt a tickle in the middle of my back, followed by a sting. when i finally took off my jacket a few hours later, the little bugger rolled out, hit the ground, crawled to his feet and flew off.
i watched ye go through a similar experience the next day. i hate those little stowaways!
so we're here until monday morning when we continue our adventure southwards. i have to tell you traveling in the country is a lot less adventuresome, but it's nice to get out of the heat and away from work. . .
today is our grandson's, christopher, 7th birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTOPHER!!
as we were riding along the little salmon river, we saw a helicopter swoop down, fill his bucket with water and head back to one of the 3 major fires currently burning in idaho/montana. it was cool watching it hover, dip down and fill its catch. and coming upon that road at just that precise moment was awesome. about a mile down river was a boat with some people rowing, and it struck me that something so awesome happened so close to them and they would never even realize it. life's funny.
we came to a non-twisty section and there was a sign that read, "moose crossing next 1 mile". those signs always confuse me. . .do the moose know that's where they are supposed to cross or what? shrug. anyway, about 1/4 mile after the sign was a HUGE bloodstain with splatter over the next 1/4 mile. obviously some driver had not seen the sign. there must have been 10 gallons smeared on the road. it was gross and i tried to hold my breath so i wouldn't smell it.
which brings a thought to mind. i've seen several 1/2 deer carcasses along the way. always the rear half left ripped open and bloody. makes me throw up a little in my mouth just thinking of it, but. . .where did the front half go, that's what i wanna know? can there be *that* many sicko's out there plucking up the heads and mounting them over their fireplaces?!?
we stopped in lincoln, montana for dinner when we saw a storm approaching. we decided if it was still stormy after dinner we would stay there for the night. by the time we came back out, all had cleared and off we rode.
we went through about 10 miles of heavy rain, then it stopped and we dried off by the time we reached great falls.
so we are now in the land of montana where the state vehicle is a mud encrusted, early 90's model 4x4 with primer on the doors. :-) everyone has one!
i've been in search of a new air filter for ratbike. the gas mileage is horrible. but it's just not going to happen i'm afraid. so i'm going to let it go for today.
bees. ye and i have both had bees fly and land on our necks then get stuck in our jacket collars. i could feel mine when we began riding after a stop for some reason. it was on the right side of my neck and so was difficult to try to get to while riding. i didn't know it was a bee, but just kept trying to smash around back there and kill whatever was biting. it stopped for a while. shortly there after, i felt a tickle in the middle of my back, followed by a sting. when i finally took off my jacket a few hours later, the little bugger rolled out, hit the ground, crawled to his feet and flew off.
i watched ye go through a similar experience the next day. i hate those little stowaways!
so we're here until monday morning when we continue our adventure southwards. i have to tell you traveling in the country is a lot less adventuresome, but it's nice to get out of the heat and away from work. . .
today is our grandson's, christopher, 7th birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRISTOPHER!!
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