Day 54 - 7/9/08
Start - Continental Divide
End - Huckleberry Pass
Mileage - 51 miles
Started the day with a nice descent from the continental divide. Then began a truly hellacious 2000 foot climb up to some unnamed summit. It rather sucked and the single speed forces me to walk a few times. Well I guess I wasn't forced, but walking sounded like a better option blowing out my knees or any tendons. So that's how it went. Just after the top we stopped at an old dilapidated cabin for lunch and a little nap. Then we embarked on quite possibly the best descent of the whole trip. Technical enough to keep your interest and smooth enough to not jar your brains out of the head. Sweet creek crossings and muddy water pools put the icing on the cake. Then we rolled into Lincoln, MT.On the way down there was an old guy on oxygen with a glorified golf cart that had decided to stop working at the bottom of his driveway. He got us to stop and explained his situation, then gave me a friggin' one hundred dollar bill to find a tow truck in town to help him out. Interesting. So we rolled down to Lincoln, I found the tow truck company, called them, and then had to ride back the way I came to bring them the $100 smackers. Small town stuff. Lincoln is a nice place. Had everything we needed. Used the internet at the library and then hit the "grocery store". I asked the lady is they carried tofu and she replied "Son, do you have any idea where exactly you are?" I just love small town America to death. Next was pizza. A great handmade pizza place attached to a bar. I practiced some extreme self control and only ate half of the pizza, due to the fact that we planned to climb another 16 miles following the consumption fest. The pizzawas awesome, the climb went well, and now I'm surrounded by mosquitoes at the top of Huckleberry Pass. A great day. On to Seeley Lake tomorrow to retrieve a package and hopefully hit a little bit of swimming! Night-night.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Leaving Bozeman and hitting the trail again!
Day 53 - 7/8/08
Start - near Basin, MT
End - Continental Divide Crossing
Mileage - ~58 miles
The first full day since taking time off in Bozeman, and it feels really good to be back on the trail. We rolled into Basin nice and early to hit the diner with the supposedly humungus breakfast burritos. Mark decided to forge ahead with the burrito while I played the vagabond role and ate my own granola. The burrito was in fact mega huge- taking up the whole plate. Mark, noble Mark, downed the thing without hesitating- quite impressive. Then we off to climb.We had two pretty large climbs today and crossed the continental divide twice. We're camping out at the top of the second crossing now with a great view and mosquito free- thank dios. There was a section of trail that was probably the burliest we've encountered on the trip. Kinda like super rough singletrack, which sucks with 30 lbs of gear in the panniers, but we persevered. Marky-Mark lost a chaco sandal today, a bit of bummer. I was always worried about them not being strapped on through one of the sandal straps, but c'est la vie. He'll work it out. The sections we're in now are rather remote. Great scenery, few towns, and the gumption are soaring. Too bad there's less than two weeks left, a bit of a bummer, but what can you do. The adventure will always continue in some way, I can only hope. I guess med school is a bit of an adventure and it is most certainly more grueling than riding a mountain bike 3000 miles through the Rockies. That's the way I like to run my life at this point in time, so it all works out. Rather deep stuff huh? I guess that's what a sip or two of whiskey can do to ya. Read time and then nighty-night. Peace.
Start - near Basin, MT
End - Continental Divide Crossing
Mileage - ~58 miles
The first full day since taking time off in Bozeman, and it feels really good to be back on the trail. We rolled into Basin nice and early to hit the diner with the supposedly humungus breakfast burritos. Mark decided to forge ahead with the burrito while I played the vagabond role and ate my own granola. The burrito was in fact mega huge- taking up the whole plate. Mark, noble Mark, downed the thing without hesitating- quite impressive. Then we off to climb.We had two pretty large climbs today and crossed the continental divide twice. We're camping out at the top of the second crossing now with a great view and mosquito free- thank dios. There was a section of trail that was probably the burliest we've encountered on the trip. Kinda like super rough singletrack, which sucks with 30 lbs of gear in the panniers, but we persevered. Marky-Mark lost a chaco sandal today, a bit of bummer. I was always worried about them not being strapped on through one of the sandal straps, but c'est la vie. He'll work it out. The sections we're in now are rather remote. Great scenery, few towns, and the gumption are soaring. Too bad there's less than two weeks left, a bit of a bummer, but what can you do. The adventure will always continue in some way, I can only hope. I guess med school is a bit of an adventure and it is most certainly more grueling than riding a mountain bike 3000 miles through the Rockies. That's the way I like to run my life at this point in time, so it all works out. Rather deep stuff huh? I guess that's what a sip or two of whiskey can do to ya. Read time and then nighty-night. Peace.
Montana Fireworks!
Day 49 -
4th of July
Start - Price Creek Campground
End - Near Wise River, MT
Mileage - ? -we got lost!
The day started off rather nice with a gradual descent on the byway in the Beaver Lodge National Forest. We rolled about 30 miles by 10am to eat a second breakfast at the cafe in Wise River. We turned into little hobbits with elevenses and the what not. But my veggie omelet was the bomb! And off we went to with a plastic bottle of whiskey to celebrate 4th of July that night with a few shots. Or so we thought that was the plan.Everything was going fine and then we started to climb, and climb some more, and then a little more. The road dead ended a little mining area, but there was a mother-of-god hill directly in front of us. Our directions talked about a super steep section requiring a little hike-a-bike, so we started hiking the bikes. Well this friggin' never really ended. We fought with those damn bikes for hours. And of course it starts to rain/hail as we approach the top of god knows what mountain. By the time we relinquished the fact that we were hopelessly loss, we just wanted to get the F off the mountain and find a real road. So we found one eventually, a horse/hiking trail only- and it was steep as piss. We took that down to reach the valley and we popped out ..... right where we had come by 6 hours early. Great.There was a family there having a 4th of July celebration, and a bud light immediately found its way down my throat. Oh, the hospitality. Then the guys drove us to where we went wrong, and it was a ridiculous turn. The maps are certainly designed for southbounders, which makes the northbound riders rather SOL. But regardless, the adventure continued. We got a shower and a camper to sleep in. The family was amazing. Matt, a retired army general, had us sample some scotch and bourbon. The night proved to be interesting. Back at the main house, the boys were preparing a bomb to blow up a tractor tire. That's what I call true Montana fireworks. We tried to blow it up, but I think the rain interfered with the process. So everyone was waiting in the rain to see what happens and who lost limbs or received shrapnel entering the body. But no boom boom. So back to the house for more festivities and playing around with fireworks. Interesting to say the least. So life delivered us into a few unforeseen situations, and has tried our best to handle them with grace. The adventure will always continue, at least I hope that it does. Tomorrow we will find a better route to reach Butte and then head to Bozeman for a day off with my buddy Tommy Bass. Oh jeez, I hope it works out. Life is but a dream.
4th of July
Start - Price Creek Campground
End - Near Wise River, MT
Mileage - ? -we got lost!
The day started off rather nice with a gradual descent on the byway in the Beaver Lodge National Forest. We rolled about 30 miles by 10am to eat a second breakfast at the cafe in Wise River. We turned into little hobbits with elevenses and the what not. But my veggie omelet was the bomb! And off we went to with a plastic bottle of whiskey to celebrate 4th of July that night with a few shots. Or so we thought that was the plan.Everything was going fine and then we started to climb, and climb some more, and then a little more. The road dead ended a little mining area, but there was a mother-of-god hill directly in front of us. Our directions talked about a super steep section requiring a little hike-a-bike, so we started hiking the bikes. Well this friggin' never really ended. We fought with those damn bikes for hours. And of course it starts to rain/hail as we approach the top of god knows what mountain. By the time we relinquished the fact that we were hopelessly loss, we just wanted to get the F off the mountain and find a real road. So we found one eventually, a horse/hiking trail only- and it was steep as piss. We took that down to reach the valley and we popped out ..... right where we had come by 6 hours early. Great.There was a family there having a 4th of July celebration, and a bud light immediately found its way down my throat. Oh, the hospitality. Then the guys drove us to where we went wrong, and it was a ridiculous turn. The maps are certainly designed for southbounders, which makes the northbound riders rather SOL. But regardless, the adventure continued. We got a shower and a camper to sleep in. The family was amazing. Matt, a retired army general, had us sample some scotch and bourbon. The night proved to be interesting. Back at the main house, the boys were preparing a bomb to blow up a tractor tire. That's what I call true Montana fireworks. We tried to blow it up, but I think the rain interfered with the process. So everyone was waiting in the rain to see what happens and who lost limbs or received shrapnel entering the body. But no boom boom. So back to the house for more festivities and playing around with fireworks. Interesting to say the least. So life delivered us into a few unforeseen situations, and has tried our best to handle them with grace. The adventure will always continue, at least I hope that it does. Tomorrow we will find a better route to reach Butte and then head to Bozeman for a day off with my buddy Tommy Bass. Oh jeez, I hope it works out. Life is but a dream.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Day 40: Pie and Personal Hygiene
Day 40 - 6/25/08
Start - beyond Pinedale
End - Hwy 287 at Aspen Meadow Hostel
Mileage - ~65 miles
The morning started off rather unique with a bunch of horses approaching us. We were stuck on a road section around 9:30pm, so we ended up sleeping in front of a barb wired fence. While eating, the horses were trying to break into Mark's stuff to eat his apples. Then this curious guy came up to me, sniffing my tea and trying to snag the granola. What a goober. I broke down and gave him a little bite of apple. This only made him more interested of course and he proceeded to nibble on my hat.
Gotta love the equine. I'm sitting at a little diner 12 miles down the road. I made the executive decision that 9am is NOT too early for blueberry pie (although I did decline the ice cream), paired with a piping hot cup of jo', it proves to be quite the sensational experience. We've got 50+ miles to get to a cyclist's campground tonight. It's certainly time for a little laundry and personal hygiene. The through-biker dutch oven stench is starting to fester. Such is the life I have chosen. Well, time to push on over Union Pass, slightly below 10,000 feet. Reports say there is only a small amount of snow, and hopefully that proves to be true. Ride hard, Eat well, Live long. Ciao.The day progressed along nicely, and we met our first other northbound thru bikers. A super nice Danish couple riding through. Met them while fixing a flat and later ate lunch with them. It's nice to have some other folks around on the same venture as us.On the way out we harassed some construction workers and ended up obtaining some tyvek to use as a ground cloth. Mark has lost his ground cloth, and mine leaks- so now we're all set. We moved on after lunch in an effort to reach a hostel on the trail. We ended up finding them- Dave and JoAnn Martin at Aspen Meadows. Amazing people- they fed, cleaned, and housed us. Great people and great vibe. Mary, the sole female tour divide racer, rolled in while we were eating and is staying for the night. She's a super cool chick and it's great to see someone that's having a good bit of fun at the same time.Time to drink a little agua and get some sleep. Tomorrow we head out in the morning to start making our way to the Teton National Park. Day 40 - 6/25/08Start - beyond PinedaleEnd - Hwy 287 at Aspen Meadow HostelMileage - ~65 milesThe morning started off rather unique with a bunch of horses approaching us. We were stuck on a road section around 9:30pm, so we ended up sleeping in front of a barb wired fence. While eating, the horses were trying to break into Mark's stuff to eat his apples. Then this curious guy came up to me, sniffing my tea and trying to snag the granola. What a goober. I broke down and gave him a little bite of apple. This only made him more interested of course and he proceeded to nibble on my hat. Gotta love the equine. I'm sitting at a little diner 12 miles down the road. I made the executive decision that 9am is NOT too early for blueberry pie (although I did decline the ice cream), paired with a piping hot cup of jo', it proves to be quite the sensational experience. We've got 50+ miles to get to a cyclist's campground tonight. It's certainly time for a little laundry and personal hygiene. The through-biker dutch oven stench is starting to fester. Such is the life I have chosen. Well, time to push on over Union Pass, slightly below 10,000 feet. Reports say there is only a small amount of snow, and hopefully that proves to be true. The day progressed along nicely, and we met our first other northbound thru bikers. A super nice Danish couple riding through. Met them while fixing a flat and later ate lunch with them. It's nice to have some other folks around on the same venture as us. On the way out we harassed some construction workers and ended up obtaining some tyvek to use as a ground cloth. Mark has lost his ground cloth, and mine leaks- so now we're all set. We moved on after lunch in an effort to reach a hostel on the trail. We ended up finding them- Dave and JoAnn Martin at Aspen Meadows. Amazing people- they fed, cleaned, and housed us. Great people and great vibe. Mary, the sole female tour divide racer, rolled in while we were eating and is staying for the night. She's a super cool chick and it's great to see someone that's having a good bit of fun at the same time. Time to drink a little agua and get some sleep. Tomorrow we head out in the morning to start making our way to the Teton National Park. Ride hard, Eat well, Live long. Ciao. Sleepy time.
Start - beyond Pinedale
End - Hwy 287 at Aspen Meadow Hostel
Mileage - ~65 miles
The morning started off rather unique with a bunch of horses approaching us. We were stuck on a road section around 9:30pm, so we ended up sleeping in front of a barb wired fence. While eating, the horses were trying to break into Mark's stuff to eat his apples. Then this curious guy came up to me, sniffing my tea and trying to snag the granola. What a goober. I broke down and gave him a little bite of apple. This only made him more interested of course and he proceeded to nibble on my hat.
Gotta love the equine. I'm sitting at a little diner 12 miles down the road. I made the executive decision that 9am is NOT too early for blueberry pie (although I did decline the ice cream), paired with a piping hot cup of jo', it proves to be quite the sensational experience. We've got 50+ miles to get to a cyclist's campground tonight. It's certainly time for a little laundry and personal hygiene. The through-biker dutch oven stench is starting to fester. Such is the life I have chosen. Well, time to push on over Union Pass, slightly below 10,000 feet. Reports say there is only a small amount of snow, and hopefully that proves to be true. Ride hard, Eat well, Live long. Ciao.The day progressed along nicely, and we met our first other northbound thru bikers. A super nice Danish couple riding through. Met them while fixing a flat and later ate lunch with them. It's nice to have some other folks around on the same venture as us.On the way out we harassed some construction workers and ended up obtaining some tyvek to use as a ground cloth. Mark has lost his ground cloth, and mine leaks- so now we're all set. We moved on after lunch in an effort to reach a hostel on the trail. We ended up finding them- Dave and JoAnn Martin at Aspen Meadows. Amazing people- they fed, cleaned, and housed us. Great people and great vibe. Mary, the sole female tour divide racer, rolled in while we were eating and is staying for the night. She's a super cool chick and it's great to see someone that's having a good bit of fun at the same time.Time to drink a little agua and get some sleep. Tomorrow we head out in the morning to start making our way to the Teton National Park. Day 40 - 6/25/08Start - beyond PinedaleEnd - Hwy 287 at Aspen Meadow HostelMileage - ~65 milesThe morning started off rather unique with a bunch of horses approaching us. We were stuck on a road section around 9:30pm, so we ended up sleeping in front of a barb wired fence. While eating, the horses were trying to break into Mark's stuff to eat his apples. Then this curious guy came up to me, sniffing my tea and trying to snag the granola. What a goober. I broke down and gave him a little bite of apple. This only made him more interested of course and he proceeded to nibble on my hat. Gotta love the equine. I'm sitting at a little diner 12 miles down the road. I made the executive decision that 9am is NOT too early for blueberry pie (although I did decline the ice cream), paired with a piping hot cup of jo', it proves to be quite the sensational experience. We've got 50+ miles to get to a cyclist's campground tonight. It's certainly time for a little laundry and personal hygiene. The through-biker dutch oven stench is starting to fester. Such is the life I have chosen. Well, time to push on over Union Pass, slightly below 10,000 feet. Reports say there is only a small amount of snow, and hopefully that proves to be true. The day progressed along nicely, and we met our first other northbound thru bikers. A super nice Danish couple riding through. Met them while fixing a flat and later ate lunch with them. It's nice to have some other folks around on the same venture as us. On the way out we harassed some construction workers and ended up obtaining some tyvek to use as a ground cloth. Mark has lost his ground cloth, and mine leaks- so now we're all set. We moved on after lunch in an effort to reach a hostel on the trail. We ended up finding them- Dave and JoAnn Martin at Aspen Meadows. Amazing people- they fed, cleaned, and housed us. Great people and great vibe. Mary, the sole female tour divide racer, rolled in while we were eating and is staying for the night. She's a super cool chick and it's great to see someone that's having a good bit of fun at the same time. Time to drink a little agua and get some sleep. Tomorrow we head out in the morning to start making our way to the Teton National Park. Ride hard, Eat well, Live long. Ciao. Sleepy time.Day 39: Escape from Rainbow Festival with Watermelon in Tow
Day 39 - 6/24/08
Start - Rainbow Festival
End - 15 miles beyond Pinedale, WY
Mileage - ~65 miles
We ended up making it out of the Rainbow festival and back to the main trail around 11am or so this morning. We got some awesome pancakes and french-vanilla flavored coffee at the Magic Bowl kitchen. The food is just awesome there. I guess when there's beautiful land, free food, and great people to meet- you can understand why people live there for a month or so at a time. The next 40 miles to Boulder, WY flowed like butter- we ate lunch there and moved on to Pinedale. I picked up my package- yay! Now I've got my passport so I can get into Canada- oh yeah. Also met another Tour Divide Racer - Adrian. He's doing the race vegan- quite impressive. I now indulge in the world of dairy, but my vegan ways shall return once I get home. After shopping and doing the putzy stuff we went to a bar to grab some food. Anticipating that there would be nothing living up to my food snobbery standards, I bought a watermelon for consumption with plans of cooking dinner later on at camp. Well, I was sucked into the vortex of the boca burger and $1 draft PBRs. Couldn't resist- and three beers later at 7:15pm I was rolling down the road cursing the extra 10 lbs of watermelon on my back. We moved on another 15 miles or so, and the watermelon was delicious! I still have half left for the morning and vow to never carry out a watermelon from town again. It was has been a great few days and we should be in the Tetons in two days. Should prove to be amazing. Reading/sleepy time. Laterz.-Stewie-
Start - Rainbow Festival
End - 15 miles beyond Pinedale, WY
Mileage - ~65 miles
We ended up making it out of the Rainbow festival and back to the main trail around 11am or so this morning. We got some awesome pancakes and french-vanilla flavored coffee at the Magic Bowl kitchen. The food is just awesome there. I guess when there's beautiful land, free food, and great people to meet- you can understand why people live there for a month or so at a time. The next 40 miles to Boulder, WY flowed like butter- we ate lunch there and moved on to Pinedale. I picked up my package- yay! Now I've got my passport so I can get into Canada- oh yeah. Also met another Tour Divide Racer - Adrian. He's doing the race vegan- quite impressive. I now indulge in the world of dairy, but my vegan ways shall return once I get home. After shopping and doing the putzy stuff we went to a bar to grab some food. Anticipating that there would be nothing living up to my food snobbery standards, I bought a watermelon for consumption with plans of cooking dinner later on at camp. Well, I was sucked into the vortex of the boca burger and $1 draft PBRs. Couldn't resist- and three beers later at 7:15pm I was rolling down the road cursing the extra 10 lbs of watermelon on my back. We moved on another 15 miles or so, and the watermelon was delicious! I still have half left for the morning and vow to never carry out a watermelon from town again. It was has been a great few days and we should be in the Tetons in two days. Should prove to be amazing. Reading/sleepy time. Laterz.-Stewie-Day 38: Rainbow Festival
Day 38 - 6/23/08
Start - Near South Pass City, WY
End - Big Sandy Campground at Rainbow Festival
Mileage - 40 miles
Took today nice and easy. We were in need oh a little r & r, so we logged a short day. Also, the rainbow gathering was coincidentally a few miles off the route, so that became our destination. After putzing around slowly in the morning, we eventually made it to the turnoff for the festival. We didn't know really know what exactly we were getting ourselves into, but it proved t be an interesting time. On the climb up towards Big Sandy Campground, the cars seemed to alternate between dirty, dreaded hippies and police K-9 units. A rather joyous combination of individuals I guess. The excitement grew as more and more people were kinda just loafing/camping on the side of the road. At the entrance, we were "welcomed home" and were from then on referred to as "brother". Very accepting and kind individuals. Upon reaching the main gate, we were informed that the central gathering was a few more miles into the woods at a meadow. So we saddled up and rode deeper into the belly of the whale. This rainbow thing is rather unique. It's a bunch of like-minded people that decided to celebrate life, nature, and spiritual unity in the woods for a month or so of the year. Food is free to all- impromptu "kitchens" form from the groups present and food is donated by different groups. Food is hauled up by individuals of the kitchen. There also people in charge of information, trash, building, nicotine distribution, fire safety, and so on. It's an extremely unorganized organization, if you catch my drift. People meandering about all day, meeting others and enjoying themselves. Everyone forms a huge circle in the meadow around 6:30pm every night for information and dinner- mother and children are fed first, then the rest. I guess the word commune would be the best way to describe this interesting collection of homo sapiens. I happened to enjoy myself immensely. The drug use by others was a bit excessive I assume, but each to his own. The energy was certainly present and it was nice to hear some live music. They played drums pretty much all night long. The Rainbow Festival will probably prove to be one of the most unique experiences on this trip- funny how fate just kinda led us there. Now I know what it's about a little and perhaps I shall return one day.
Start - Near South Pass City, WY
End - Big Sandy Campground at Rainbow Festival
Mileage - 40 miles
Took today nice and easy. We were in need oh a little r & r, so we logged a short day. Also, the rainbow gathering was coincidentally a few miles off the route, so that became our destination. After putzing around slowly in the morning, we eventually made it to the turnoff for the festival. We didn't know really know what exactly we were getting ourselves into, but it proved t be an interesting time. On the climb up towards Big Sandy Campground, the cars seemed to alternate between dirty, dreaded hippies and police K-9 units. A rather joyous combination of individuals I guess. The excitement grew as more and more people were kinda just loafing/camping on the side of the road. At the entrance, we were "welcomed home" and were from then on referred to as "brother". Very accepting and kind individuals. Upon reaching the main gate, we were informed that the central gathering was a few more miles into the woods at a meadow. So we saddled up and rode deeper into the belly of the whale. This rainbow thing is rather unique. It's a bunch of like-minded people that decided to celebrate life, nature, and spiritual unity in the woods for a month or so of the year. Food is free to all- impromptu "kitchens" form from the groups present and food is donated by different groups. Food is hauled up by individuals of the kitchen. There also people in charge of information, trash, building, nicotine distribution, fire safety, and so on. It's an extremely unorganized organization, if you catch my drift. People meandering about all day, meeting others and enjoying themselves. Everyone forms a huge circle in the meadow around 6:30pm every night for information and dinner- mother and children are fed first, then the rest. I guess the word commune would be the best way to describe this interesting collection of homo sapiens. I happened to enjoy myself immensely. The drug use by others was a bit excessive I assume, but each to his own. The energy was certainly present and it was nice to hear some live music. They played drums pretty much all night long. The Rainbow Festival will probably prove to be one of the most unique experiences on this trip- funny how fate just kinda led us there. Now I know what it's about a little and perhaps I shall return one day.
Day 37: Leaving the Great Basin for Mac & Cheese
Day 37 - 6/22/08
Start - Arapahoe Creek
End - Past South Pass City
Mileage - ~67 miles
Amazing stars last night in the Great Basin, probably the best of the trip. I tried to stay up as long as possible, but the inevitable fatigue set in. Today was a super nice day. The skies were rather overcast, therefore negating the previous high probability of perishing by cooking from the insides out in the Great Basin. We kicked out 50 miles pretty quick and got to Sweetwater creek for lunch around 1pm. Al
so passed the first Tour Divide racers today. Crazy guys racing from Banff to Mexico, sounds like something I'd be into. But as expected, they were pretty damn whipped, at least the first guy was. Matthew Lee, the 2nd dude, was looking and feeling strong. Rock on guys. Then into Atlantic City - a super small and quaint historic town. We went to the one restaurant/bar and I indulged two local Atlantic City Gold Pints and a grilled cheese. Delicious. Then 10 miles on to camp out. Tomorrow we're heading to a Rainbow festival- basically a big hippie gathering. There's supposed to be like 20,000 people there for July 4th, but I think there's only like 6,000 now. I've always heard about these festivals and have wanted to go, and it just happens to turn out that it's happening just a few miles off the trail. Should prove to be an experience at the least. Time for mac and cheese and some reading time. Laterz.
Start - Arapahoe Creek
End - Past South Pass City
Mileage - ~67 miles
Amazing stars last night in the Great Basin, probably the best of the trip. I tried to stay up as long as possible, but the inevitable fatigue set in. Today was a super nice day. The skies were rather overcast, therefore negating the previous high probability of perishing by cooking from the insides out in the Great Basin. We kicked out 50 miles pretty quick and got to Sweetwater creek for lunch around 1pm. Al
so passed the first Tour Divide racers today. Crazy guys racing from Banff to Mexico, sounds like something I'd be into. But as expected, they were pretty damn whipped, at least the first guy was. Matthew Lee, the 2nd dude, was looking and feeling strong. Rock on guys. Then into Atlantic City - a super small and quaint historic town. We went to the one restaurant/bar and I indulged two local Atlantic City Gold Pints and a grilled cheese. Delicious. Then 10 miles on to camp out. Tomorrow we're heading to a Rainbow festival- basically a big hippie gathering. There's supposed to be like 20,000 people there for July 4th, but I think there's only like 6,000 now. I've always heard about these festivals and have wanted to go, and it just happens to turn out that it's happening just a few miles off the trail. Should prove to be an experience at the least. Time for mac and cheese and some reading time. Laterz.
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