September 1, 2012
September already, where does the time go? Early wake up ok, long drive ok, bike on the Hiawatha Trail, priceless. This trail is a rough ride on gravel and at our age tough on the old body. It’s part of the old Trans Continental Train System. This part of the trail starts just over the border in Montana, with a 1.7 mile ride through a tunnel with no lights and when you come out the other end, you are in Idaho. The only lights are the ones you have with you. Of course lights with bad batteries will only get you half way through the tunnel. Then it is stumble in the dark and try to hook up with someone who was smart enough to have good batteries. The ride is mostly downhill, through several more tunnels and over several trestle bridges. Beautiful scenery along the way and many pull outs explaining how the rail road was built and all the towns that sprung up along the way. It was truly the Wild West. We only had one small mishap when Annette and I got our signals crossed and our bikes collided. No serious injury, just a few scrapes and a little blood, mostly Annette’s. But being the trooper that she is, we forged on to the end. After the ride we stopped in Wallace ID looking for Brian’s relatives. Brian is Erin’s, my cousin’s husband. We didn’t find any relatives but we did find a Wallace Brew House with cold beer. And for those of you who comment, that we seem to have a pattern going, your right we do. As my friend Paul said and Skip confirmed, “Life is too short to drink cheep beer”. So these beers are for you, my friends. A funny story in Wallace. A husband and wife from Wallace were arguing on the sidewalk about a place to eat. He says; “we won’t get any service there are too many dam tourist”. The wife says;” it’s ok honey we will just do take out”. The husband says;” I guess that’s ok, I suppose we can’t just shoot them”. The season doesn’t open on tourist until later in the month. That aside, it was a wonderful town with mostly friendly people. Mean while we are back at the ranch a little dusty and tired. It’s time for a wine and some relaxation before we head out to Banff tomorrow morning.
Bob and Annette