As you might imagine, 7 days into a long tour, discussion turns to saddle sores, so I propose that I present a detailed recounting of these discussions along with some photographic images of the topic of discussion. However, since I haven't labeled this as a blog involving "adult content", I fear that it might get busted. So, I'll move onto other topics.We continued up the broad Clark Fork valley and then finally, up a steeper climb up a narrow valley to cross over to the next valley (where our route sheet instructed us to "snake through Anaconda" - cute). And, finally on to Butte.
Saw a few areas of pine bark beetle kill for the first time.
I have no comment nor understanding of the trash can for "urine bottles only."
After arriving in Butte, I realized that I had never seen photos of Butte except for pictures of the largest open pit copper mine in the world. Now, I know why - there is nothing photogenic in Butte except for the mine. Unless, you consider the gigantic brilliant white statue of "our Lady of Something-or-other" up on the ridge above town.
I've never been on a bike ride before where seemingly everyone is shooting photos from their moving bikes. I proposed a pool that we'd all contribute to - the winner would be the first person to crash while shooting a photo. No takers. Darn.
Let me know if anyone wishes me to relabel this as "adult" and publish the saddle store stuff.
Hey, Rick--I don't see a lot of small roads--are you going along Interstate 90 for much of the way? All of the way? 10A to Rt 1 bypassed some of 90... If you are on 90, can you windstream the semis? Catch their bumpers...?
ReplyDeleteThanks for not sharing the saddle sore conversations. Emily enjoys reading your posts, and I am not ready to answer all those questions that might come up. :-) Maybe you can start a parallel "pay-per-view" blog.
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