Flathead Lake Montana
Another lost item. Items. Not lost. Left behind. I broke the cardinal rule of every hiker/biker. Double check that you packed everything up. I mentally made sure that I had my phone and iPods. But left my coffee mug and book on the table. (not the one of yours that I borrowed, Skyward...I still have that:))
More items to add to my ever lengthening Lost Items list. Don't think I've mentioned I lost my ski cap in Glacier. Had it one minute, then later...gone. My ADD is getting worse and it's a bit frightening. Yesterday afternoon I poured the last of my water into my bike bladder and made a mental note that I needed to get water before stopping for the night. Then I proceeded to bike past a gas station, then a restaurant totally forgetting I needed water. Yikes. I did finally water up at a church when I remembered. But what if I hadn't? Pretty scary when ya can't count on your own brain. It's not like I can put a reminder in place anywhere out here.
Today was a wonderful leisurely day. That helped to cope with biking 30 miles on a busy road with no...I repeat, no shoulder. The white line was painted underneath the guardrail. But it was a beautiful 30 miles along Flathead Lake. Oh, the views! And I took them all in. And the water was crystal clear. Just like we saw in Glacier. Where you can see the bottom 50 ft from shore! So why would I hurry? And mountains on both sides of this very wide body of water.
Just today I told someone it had been a while since I had a flat tire. Me and my big mouth! Yup, my front right. And right on that busy road with a guardrail. Luckily there was some room on the other side. I have a thorn-resistant tube on it and it makes getting the tire off and on a major chore. If I didn't know it could be done I would give up every time. The tube is ultra-thick and bulky. Otherwise changing a tire would be a snap. And then tonight...flat again. Patch didn't hold. And when I finally got the tire back on...finally...the nozzle was jammed and wouldn't align right so I had to start over. Arrgghhh!!! Deep breath. You can do this.
So I didn't get out of Pulson, a lake town. But I did find a quiet spot with a view of the mountains and the lake. And I think the traffic noise will quiet down. I'm on a road of a new subdivision with vacant lots and NO sprinklers. Overlooking the golf course too. My brother, Steve, would approve:)
I inserted a pic. We'll see if it sends.
Got a new book. Looks better than the one I lost. "The Bone People" by Keri Hulme. It's about New Zealand. Time I started thinking about my next trip:)
Sleepy BagLady
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