To beat the heat, Dan & Harold had set off on the trail early. To protect my knee I had chosen a route which was gentler in gradient though, not riding through dense forests, I probably had the better scenery.
On arrival I found Dan sitting in a small patch of shade, waiting for an Uber taxi to deliver a new saddle from Missoula, 30 miles away. His was broken & the latest misfortune to befall him on this ride.
Arriving at the camp ground a couple of miles out of town, we came across John & Elizabeth setting up camp. Having initially met them a few days earlier, it was a very nice reunion.
John's Epic Cycle Adventures 