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Waterton-Glacier Tour
When I mounted my panniers and gear on my bike I discovered a problem. Just before leaving home, I purchased a fleece sleeping bag liner to supplement my 40 degree (F) synthetic bag. Unfortunately, the straps I used to secure my rear stack could not accommodate the bulky sleeping bag liner. With some careful rearranging of my panniers, I had just enough room to stash the liner. However, this left no room for food. I decided to look for longer straps on the road. I cycled North out of Kalispell on Route 93 in the cold morning air. After several months of planning and preparation, it felt good to finally be on the road again. I cycled approximately 15 miles past ranches to Whitefish. At Whitefish, I stopped for coffee and found a strap for my sleeping bag liner. Since Whitefish would be the last large town that would pass for a while, I stopped and bought my groceries for the day.
Even though traffic was light, I took good note and carefully monitored the approaching and passing traffic. This is a dangerous highway with two lanes, no shoulder and a 65 MPH speed limit. It's no wonder so many people died here. I was moving along with a nice tailwind. I neglected to purchase gas for my stove in Whitefish. When I reached the town town of Olney, about 35 miles into the ride, I stopped at a small gas station to fill up my fuel bottle. The attendant told me about a "luau" featuring country music and an all-you-can-eat barbecue about 8 miles North at a place called Point of Rocks. I told the attendant that I would think about it. However, I wasn't very excited about the idea. I'm a blues and rock kind of guy. Country music just is not my bag. Besides, I wanted to cover more miles my first day on the road.
When traveling, I never miss an opportunity to sample the local brew. During this trip I grew particularly fond of Black Star. I met lots of people at the luau including Mike Leib. Mike was very interested in my trip. I showed him my equipment including the couplings on my bike and explained how I pack the bike into the suitcase for air travel. Mike is an interesting guy who spent many years in the oil business. His career includes a stint helping the Kuwaitis put out the many oil well fires set by the Iraqis after the Gulf War. After two heaping plates of delicious BBQ and 3 or 4 Black Stars, I decided to move on. The folks at the luau recommended a National Forest campground about 10 miles up the road at Dickey Lake. The sky was starting to cloud up and I wanted to get to camp before the rain started. Mike promised to pick me up if it started pouring soon.
I checked in to the National Forest campground at Dickey Lake. I was so stuffed from the luau, that I did not bother with supper. My total mileage for the day was 55.6
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