3,000 Ft gain
Moral – Somebody is watching over me!!!!
The weather forecast had rain projected from about 9 - 11 a.m. and storms starting at 2:00 p.m.
I decided to hit the road at 6 a.m. to try to get to Newport - 50 miles by 9:30 a.m. & wait for rain to pass then heading Sandpoint, ID. Most of the start was flat - finally a flat start! Finally got a chance to see some wildlife. I saw a fox running across a pasture full of cows resting. Next was a skunk in a ditch a bit ahead. At about mile 30 I came up on a crest and down the road was bear about 200 yards up. I immediately hit the brakes and got the camera out.
“Wait….don’t be stupid….think…..photo or be breakfast????”
Decided to turn the music up to full blast and wait for the reaction. I am happy to say he responded by running into the woods. Whew!
I got into Newport and sat in McDonalds for about two and a half hours as the rain came. Inside were two retired guys, probably 70’s, who obviously meet regularly to chat. They asked a few questions and one gentleman left. The other guy, Bill, and I started talking about the trip, where we lived, and life experiences. Bill was born in Seattle and did a stint in a smelting plant in Pecos, TX. When that plant closed he came back up to Everett and worked at Boeing for 20+ years. Bill learned how to be a diviner - a skill he utilized in building his house. Of course - where to dig the well?! I didn’t realize besides locating water it can also predict flow. As we were talking about the route ahead, Bill suggested I stay on the north side of the river even though the traffic will be heavier and faster speeds. The proposed route had a lot of tight curves and traffic could be challenging. He mentioned that a young woman who was visiting out here and jogging tragically was hit by a logging truck. I listened to Bill.
As I pulled out of McDonalds I threw on the rain jacket. Ten minutes later it poured for about 10 - 15 minutes. Again while traffic was heavy most were courteous. About two hours later I pulled into Sandpoint. I went to the hotel - took a quick shower and took the camping gear that I had shipped here to the post office & shipped it to Iowa. I think I can make to Iowa in mid-June without that gear - plus it saved me a couple hundred dollars for not getting the trailer!
Coming out of the post office I walked a few blocks over to the downtown area and discovered the gem. Check out the photos on instagram and FB! I went into a gallery and bought a gift for PIF. A surprise!
Well - like all the other days I was hungry and thirsty. I walked into microbrewery called MickDuffs and settled into a nice beer. I ordered fried calamari steaks that were fabulous and equal to the brew. I started talking to Scott, who was raised here, spent time up in Alaska working in oil drilling and now is back here doing the same. He spends a lot of time traveling over to North Dakota doing rigging work. He was very helpful with the route planning. At some point I had to do my new favorite joke that Betty Jo taught me! It went over well. Then I had to share it with Julie, the manager. At first she was apprehensive but we got a smile out of her. Very nice place, food, brew and staffs were the best so far!
I thank every person who decides to put a smooth road surface in. What a difference it makes!
And last THANKS TO PIF, FAMILY, FRIENDS, AND SUPPORTERS.
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