302 miles, 9 hours, stopping often for pictures
You know you’re in for a good ride when you see a sign “Caution: Curves Next 99 Miles”. Sounds like fixed format overflow. They would have used 3 digits if they could; there is more than 99 miles of curves. Maybe the sign was written using COBOL or FORTRAN. After all, they have been there awhile.
No farm machinery hogging the road today. Instead, I saw giant road hogs on tractors parked on the wayside. These are not the Harley hogs. In fact, these hogs are much too big to be used on a farm. Three gigantic assemblies are making their way slowly westbound, traveling only at night because they consume the entire road.
Tried to stop at the Bitteroot Family Campground. It looks good on their website. But just out of the picture is a railroad, highway 93, weeds, busted truck, and barking dogs and barking geese. It’s just as well nobody came out to rent me a spot to sleep. Maybe their website was written using Visual Basic.
I went on down the road, and tried to stop at a cozy row of cabins. Nice little row of log cabins in a gravel parking lot. Sign said “Closed for the season, we’ll open in April”. Oops, off by a month. Maybe the sign was written using C++.
Tried to stop at a cute little B&B and it was juuust right. Run by cute Miss Shawna with boundless energy and smiles. Her partner Michael is a talented architect and we talked late into the night about motorcycles and websites and bragging about kids. If you’re ever in Darby MT then you simply must stop in at River Run Retreat and tell them Barry sent you. The freshly painted house is spotless and filled with authentic western trinkets from bottom to top. Not to mention the two big screen TVs, xbox, wifi, 3G cell access, and the fancy Keurig fresh coffee machine in my room. The back porch overlooks a lush green patch of lawn (in MT! go figure) and the tastefully snow-capped Bitterroot Mountains. Maybe this place was constructed using Flash and Getty Images.
Tomorrow: Through Montana to Yellowstone
