BOBBY AND THANE TACKLE THE TRANSAM Day 62 Hamilton to Missoula back to Lolo

Day Sixty Two Thane’s Blog: biking down the path of life

Monday July 1, 2013, 62 miles (100 km) – Total so far: 3,328 miles (5,356 km)

I have to say that the 25 miles or so we traveled on a bike path today was truly awesome. Even though the path ran parallel to a major highway it meant that we did not have to actually be on that freaking stretch of road. I have come to detest cycling on a highway with that much traffic. The constant din from all the passing vehicles makes your mind go numb and can turn you as ugly as a 30 mph crosswind if you’re not careful.

After the bike path ended we were dumped out onto the highway but luckily for all involved the shoulder was pretty wide. I just put on my headphones and cranked up Linkin Park, Theory of a Deadman, Rihanna and a whole series of other artists. Cranked the volume up and tried really hard to drown out the car chaos.

We made an off route round trip of 26 miles into the town of Missoula to hang out at the headquarters of Adventure Cycling. The kind folks there give out free ice cream if you let them take your photo to put up on their wall.
They also are interested in things such as your views on the routes

safety. The weather for your trip. How much weight you have lost while cycling. When the last time you took a shower was. The eye color and height of your first born offspring. When the exact day was that you lost your fucking mind and bought a touring bike.

No! I’m just kidding about the questions they threw at me while I was there. It really was cool to just hang out in the cyclist lounge and look at some of the old photos of touring cyclist from days gone by.
After we finished our free ice cream we got back on our bikes and headed back to the town of Lolo. By this time the temperature in the beautiful state of Montana read 106 degrees. But it’s a dry heat! Yea right.

After checking out the local campground and coming to the conclusion that it was in fact a breeding ground for local crack heads we shifted into high gear and got the hell out of there in search of greener surroundings.

Through the heat rising off the pavement we spotted the sign for the Days Inn and Suites. I told Boo to make the left turn into the driveway and the rest is history. A cold shower (hey, it’s got nothing to do with missing my wife. I have been on the road a long time and its hot outside!!) And air conditioning. And to this I say booyyaahhhh. Booyyaahhh indeed.

Tomorrow we leave the state of Montana in search of the real Idaho. For me, Montana meant many things. The beauty of Yellowstone and the misery of riding a bicycle through it. Cycling amongst hundreds of cyclist all banning together to help fund a camp for victims of childhood cancers. Condensation dripping off my helmet during an incredibly foggy morning ride.

Mountain climbs that somehow paled in pain compared to earlier climbs but still produced incredible views at the top. An entire town completely infested with mosquitos. A gathering of people who call themselves “Rainbow People”. A beautiful morning spent looking at a photo I have been carrying since this cycling journey of a friend of mine who passed away.

And of course, the incredible faces of the beautiful people of this state who have somehow touched my life. I hug them all once again.

Montana morning

Montana morning

the end of the snow in the bitterroots

the end of the snow in the bitterroots

the view from the bike path

the view from the bike path

hanging out at adventure cycling

hanging out at adventure cycling

beautiful backdrop

beautiful backdrop

Day Sixty Two Bobby’s Blog

Monday July 1, 2013, 62 miles (100 km) – Total so far: 3,328 miles (5,356 km)

Our ride from Hamilton to Lolo was a real treat in the form of a bike path approximately 35 miles long. Although it was real noisy riding along highway 93 it was nice not to have to contend with cars skinning by us six inches away at times.

Our plan was to over night in Missoula and head for the camp ground just past the Lochsa Lodge the next morning. Well we get out so early in the morning we decided to spend some time in Missoula then ride back to Lola and spend the night there. Which we did.

We made the much anticipated trip to Adventure Cycling headquarters and got the grand tour that included getting our pictures on the wall fame and ice cream and soda in the cyclist lounge. They treated us like kings while we were there.

Back in Lolo we checked out the RV park just south of town and made a quick decision to head for the Days Inn. Good move.

Never tire of these views.

Never tire of these views.

Ruff enjoyed the stress free riding on the path.

Ruff enjoyed the stress free riding on the path.

Bitter Root River

Bitter Root River

Yes we are here. Seems almost unreal.

Yes we are here. Seems almost unreal.

I waited a long time for this.

I waited a long time for this.

Adam an employee whom we met on the Rat Pod ride in Dillon. The ride was for Camp Make a Dream for kids with cancer.

Adam an employee whom we met on the Rat Pod ride in Dillon. The ride was for Camp Make a Dream for kids with cancer.

We made the wall of fame.

We made the wall of fame.