Route 28. The Great American West James and I headed due south to Salmon, ID, though some beautiful country. We ended up on highway 28 through the great American West, not another car to be seen for an hour, let alone gas. Alpine, WY, was overrun with tourists headed to Yellowstone. We followed 89 south …
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6.20 Missoula with James and Adela
Safely tucked into the La Belle garage. That’s James’ red bike on the left, and Adela’s red, white, and blue bike front and center. I am safe and sound at the home of my dear friends, James and Adela. I pulled in about 7:30 and James and Adela fed me and took me to the …
Onwards! 