Where were you moments.

It is hard to write a post today with out mentioning the events of this day in 2001.  I can remember growing up hearing my grandparents talk about where they were when they first heard of Pearl Harbor, and again where they were when JFK was shot.  I was young and can remember asking how they knew where they were after all of those years.  My Grandmother simply said that when stuff that profound happens you will always remember where you were.  I remember thinking that sort of thing wasn’t possible and that they were being creative about their whereabouts on the aforementioned days (as I said before I was young).   Years went by and I never really thought about it after that, until 9-11.  When my roommate woke me up to tell me what had happened and I saw what was happening on T.V. I thought to myself this is one of those moments in time that you will always remember.  As it turns out, my Grandparents weren’t pulling my leg, when something like that happens; you have no choice but to remember your exact whereabouts.  Hopefully we all will pass through life without having to have another one.

The past two days on the bike the weather has been awesome.  Nothing much of mention during the ride from Missoula to Sula, the ride today however, was beautiful.  There was a pretty strong wind all day, in my face for a good portion of the day but not the whole time. 

I crossed the Continental Divide for the third time today, I think I have to do it two or three more times, but after that it should all be down hill right?

This next part it pretty gross so if you are sensitive you should probably stop reading……now………………

I have seen tons of road kill on this trip however, this was a first, and I imagine that I will never see any such thing ever again.

I road up on what was obviously road kill, about the size of a cat (fear not cat lovers it wasn’t a cat, I am just using that as a reference) it was however, totally unidentifiable.  I mean it was bad really bad and pretty fresh.  I really didn’t think too much of it until about 25 yards down the road I see a perfect head of a rabbit.  Seems this poor guy lost his head in the collision.  The astounding thing was that it looked totally unharmed.  Sitting upright on the road looking just as it would if it where still attached to its body.  I will say that judging by the look on his face, he never saw it coming. 

9-10

90.15 miles

16.1 mph average

32.6 mph max

5:35:32 ride time

9-11

101.4 miles

15.8 mph average

52.5 mph max

6:17:23 ride time