Hello again from Montana! Today is 75 degrees and sunny, with low winds. Montana has been treating us well, to say the least.
I have to say that yesterday was the best day on this trip to date. It started out beautifully; we all ate breakfast at the dining hall at University of Montana and started rolling out at our typical time, 7 am. The weather out of Missoula was the best: 65 degrees, a little cloud cover, still with that dewy morning texture. Perfect. The ride was almost another 100 miles, but I decided that, regardless the distance, I was going to take my time and enjoy this one. Its amazing how much more quickly you arrive at your destination once you take your mind off of actually getting there. The first two hours passed like 30 minutes.
The weather and scenery kept up the rest of the ride. Me and another rider, Olivia (we have matching bikes, its pretty awesome) were in good spirits since we got to test out her new riding speakers for the first time. Listening to Eye of the Tiger makes long, 11 mile climbs like the one today pretty epic :-) I'm sure those speakers will come in handy once the Midwest comes and brings with it days of cornfields.
The highlight of yesterday, however, was definitely the food that accompanied our stay in Avon. Holy. Cats. I can't even. The local restaurant from Avon catered dinner and breakfast, and you could tell that everything was homemade, pprobably from a centuries old recipe since nobody really lives in Avon. Spaghetti, french bread, gigantic blackberries, and WAY too much ridiculously good pie. Homemade biscuits and bacon cooked medium (the best way, kendra) for breakfast. Oh and more pie for lunch of course. Yum. Ill be dreaming of that pie for months.
In more broad accomplishments, today we reached our highest point of the entire ride! Wooho! McDonalds pass came in at 6325 feet, and also marked the continental divide. It was a 11 mile climb up and then a screaming 12 mile descent down. We peaked in at 41 mph on our bikes. It was scary, but a lot of fun.
The divide marked the beginning of a change of scenery from the majestic Rockies to the high plains. The elevation may decrease, but were in for some mighty winds. Last year, they reached 40 mph in Wyoming. Woof.
Off to a nice dinner after our short 60 mile day.
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