This is Thursday 6/9 and I’m itching all over to get home. Here’s my plan … ride today to that wonderful River Run Retreat B&B in Darby, then tomorrow to Pullman, then at last to home! There are just two problems. First, it’s raining and temperatures are in the upper 40s. 
Second, it’s over 500 miles to Darby, Montana.
Is today’s ride even possible? My rain gear is good, but nothing will keep you really warm and dry at freeway speeds in these conditions. As much as I’d like to be home, safety is more important. If I get cold, wet or tired then I’m going to pull off and rest.
I woke up at 6am feeling quite refreshed. The fleabag’s bed was soft and comfortable, and I never heard any traffic. Which is a bit surprising, since the motel is exactly at the town’s only stop sign. Every car, truck and semi screeches to a stop and accelerates away, right outside my door.
It’s raining quite steadily; it’s a good thing the bike is parked so close to my motel room’s door. To save time, I load everything into the Starship Enterprise and scoot off without coffee or breakfast. When you have a long drive ahead, it’s good to do some miles before eating breakfast.
On the way out of Broadus, the radar trap police car is still parked in the same place, carefully monitoring and reporting speeds of incoming traffic. On second glance, the same police office is sitting in the same way in the driver’s seat. Did he sit there all night, unmoving? Yes! They staffed this car with a mannequin. I circle back for a picture. It would be more correct to call it a womannequin! And to think that Peter almost went over to ask her for directions yesterday, lol.
Officer Larry Rose came by Shawna’s house. He’s the one that wrote a speeding ticket to David Letterman.