Some unreal riding.

Apologies to my legions of fans for not posting yesterday – and I won’t blog a lot today. Unfortunately, as the trip wears on time to blog gets more difficult.

Yesterday we rode from the Canadian/USA border through the Glacier National Park and stopped the night in a camping site (we had log cabins) where we cooked a BBQ with probably the best steaks (bought at a local butcher) you’ve ever tasted. While the ride was only 100 odd miles it was on “the road to the sun” which is over mountains and considered to be one of the great rides in the USA – though it was full of traffic as it’s holiday time.

We then rode this morning past Flathead Lake (I think – I’m getting tired) which is huge and startlingly beautiful then through cowboy country like you saw in ‘50s movies – you kept expecting to see Indians on the brows of the hills – into Idaho where we drove for 150 odd miles through another national park alongside a river on probably the most beautiful biker rode you’ve ever seen i.e. long sleeping bends and twisties with no traffic – plus scenery to die for. Put simply, Montana (a vast and sparely populated state) and Idaho are just beautiful.

Ultimately, with the temperature at 39c, we stopped for the night at a good motel in Lewiston/Clarkston (one of the two) where Symon and John, who I rode with today, and I had an expensive dinner while the others went out on the town. Off to bed now …………… it’s all a bit to much to take in!