THREE DAYS INTO OUR RIDE
We spend last night in Missoula right outside Glacier national park. I felt like I was part of a Nativity scene as we rolled into the area last night only to find that there was no room in the INN. Luckily we found the last remaining room in missoula thanks to price-line on the smart phones. At 11:00 last night biker after biker came into the hotel looking for lodging complaining that there was not a room to be found for 200 miles in any direction. I have a feeling that many a biker spent the night in a TP or under an overpass last night. I offered to share our room with a couple of bikers who politely thought they might try a few more hotels before accepting my offer.
Tragicaly a biker went down right outside our hotel last night. He was pulling out of a gas station when a dumb blonde in a cage ran a red light and plowed right into him. Bike was totally smashed to piece but he escaped with a broken arm. I wanted vader to use the force to strangle that lady. Keep your eyes out for bikers please.
The last two days have been great riding, from crescent city we traveled up the coast along the PCH to portland where we met up with my wife Kirsten and my daughter Lorelai (19 months old) who were attending a friends wedding, we only got to see them for an hour or so but it was really hard for me to leave them again, Lorelai was crying as we took off again on the bikes.
On day two we hit the interstate from portland up to Spokane Washinton and then into Missoula Montana. Ill be honest with you the ride up to washington was as bland as saltine crackers and water mixed into a soup ( heated to 90 degrees in a microwave and served in a plastic bowl). But the ride from Spokane to missoula was freakin AWESOME!