Because we were at camp, we had to clean our rooms, strip our beds and deliver the bedding to the main house ourselves. Overall the camp was a very cute place and great to spend a night in. Linda, our traveling chef, whipped up her usual tasty breakfast of eggs and steel cut oats, we loaded up the trailer with our luggage and we meandered out of Bear Paw Camp for a short day of riding. It promised to be a hot one so for the first time I headed out with no arm or leg warmers – just with the jersey on my back. The route was only 46 miles but I think all of us are pretty tired from the climbing over the past week so the pace was leisurely and we took time to look at the scenery.
We entered Idaho, our first state crossing, at mile 12 and followed the Pend Oreille River for most of the day. When we arrived in Sandpoint, ID, our rooms were not ready so those that were in went to lunch at an Italian bistro.
My brother and two of his kids were at an orienteering meet not far away so in the afternoon, they came up for a visit. We walked around the town, had a lovely dinner, and the boys convinced me to buy them four pints of Ben and Jerry's ice cream. I didn't fight them too hard on that one. The next day was a rest day and my visit with my brother continued when he showed me new and improved ways to clean my bike. He made a brisk business cleaning other's bikes for a donation to the soccer team he is coaching. Everyone came out ahead in that deal.
Tomorrow is a long day but the weather looks great and terrain looks kind. Life is good.
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