It was 3am when we heard it. The sound of 8 fast shots from a handgun somewhere in our remote campsite. Can't a guy just catch some sleep for god’s sake. In any case, it's not something one hears that often unless at the range (for us city boys anyway). Bang! another shot 20 minutes after. I resolved that it had to be an animal somebody in a tent was trying to scare off...but I don't remember any tents in the area. So I then assumed it was a murder suicide and went back to bed; but with the Colt 38 by my pillow just in case. We woke tired in the morning after this; but that is no deterrent for Sandra, how steadfastly got us ready for our bike ride at 10am. I remember swearing that I would never do a ride before noon...but, at this point, let's get this ride over with and on the road so we don't have to become a Chicago statistic.
The ride along the Continental divide was both hilly and rocky. Two things that do not go well together for those hovering in their 60's. I kept favoring my knee with the bursitis, and the left lung, which is my favorite. We must have gotten two miles in when it was just too much hiking and biking and it just wasn't the thrill we'd hoped for. So, we took some other adventures trails to get our workout ride in.
It wasn't but a couple hours to Missoula where we had a down day touring the town. Very hippy college town from what we could derive. Pretty clean and lots of pubs and eateries. We did a little hopping around before settling in on the Iron Horse for more Buffalo burgers. The mountain climate is much cooler that the badlands, so we aren't having to click the AC on that much. We're now back at our KOA and relaxing. Tomorrow we head to the Rattlesnake trails for maybe our last Mountain-Bike ride before heading on back to Boise for a real shower. I wasn't going to mention the KOA shower here, but since you brough it up. I can only describe it as standing under a hose where water doesn't actually come out, but you can hear the promise of it somewhere down the pipe. Only to have it eventually hit your face at a comfortable 45 degrees. At this point, one takes what one can get.