This morning we woke up at 5:30, a little later than usual because we had trouble sleeping the past night. It was a chilly night and when we woke up in the morning, none of us were rushing out of our sleeping bags. We packed up slower than usual, due to the cold weather and got going at around 6:15. We had to ride 25 miles to breakfast at a diner through the brutal cold and wind. As the sun came out, our hands thawed out and the fleeces came off. We had breakfast at a small diner, and while at the diner Wyatt thought he forgot his phone at the campsite. He called the general store and was fearful of the worst. After everyone insisted that he check his panniers, he did and to his fortune, found his phone in his handlebar bag.
After the phone was confirmed to be in his possession, we made sure to remind him of his silly mishap. After breakfast, we only had 30 more miles to do. The first 18 went by fairly easy, with only a little bit of Montana wind, something we’re used to by now. After these 18, we began our climb up the first pass of the west coast. The scenery went from grass to trees and we climbed through the “foothills” of the Rockies. At the top, we could see snow-capped mountains in the distance. As we descended we were all excited for the passes to come. We went into town and visited the grocery store, getting a change of pace from our regular gas station chow. After this we went to our campsite, a park with a water park nearby, and they let us take showers for free there- a great feeling! We went to a Mexican restaurant and then went straight back to camp, ready to hit the long awaited hay, after another long day.
