Previous entry: "lolo pass and beyond" | Next entry: "" 05/30/2003 Entry: "" It's odd how after a couple of days on a bike everything tends to blur together. Even now I am having trouble remembering exactly were we have been and what we have been doing sense we last updated. I'll try anyways. After leaving Missoula we were went through Hamilton and ended up in Darby. Just before entering Hamilton we where hit by a very quick and intense thunderstorm. The rain and wind lasted long enough for us to get our rain gear on and then stopped. Yeah Irony and being really wet for hardly any reason at all. Once in Darby we met up with an awesome guy named bill who let us stay in his house for the evening. I will have to admit that the property surrounding his house was the prettiest I have ever seen. Not that but he had some excellent advise concerning our route. Thanks bill. The next day we went over Chief Joseph pass. Mike had some problems with something on his wheel so while Seager and him were patching things back together the rest of us celebrated by sleeping at the top. Thanks for the nap guys. The best part about climbing over mountains is that you get to go down them. To put things in perspective it took us all morning to climb the thirteen miles to the top of the pass (the wait for mike and Seager was a long one). The rest of the day was only a couple of hours. It's always great to be able to coast at about twenty miles per hour. That night we camped in wisdom and the name of the town is a little misleading. Nothing against the town but nobody should have to put up with a mosquito to humans ratio of about ten million to one. To read more click here. The only highlight for the evening was talking to some bikers that we met earlier that day who were staying in the same town. They were also doing a cross country tour and our routes matched up for a couple of days. Anyways, I am going to let Josh talk about them in our next entry for yesterday written today. Good luck all, Norm more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more mosquitoes than you can imagine. Apparently the farmers in and around wisdom use a method of irrigation called flooding to keep their fields watered. The downfall to this is that there is way to much standing water. At the bottom of a hill leading into Wisdom I stopped to put on some bug spray because the mosquitoes where starting to bite me while I was riding. I managed to cover almost every inch of my body with deet and get onto my bike. During this time, however, a swarm of mosquitoes had congregated around me and proceeded to follow me up the hill. I have never pedaled so hard in my life. They were everywhere. In my mouth, on my clothes, on my bike and even on my deet soaked skin. It took me a good half mile after I got to the top of the hill before I could get rid of the swarm. Only when I was able to get up to about fifteen miles per hour would I start to leave them behind. Then, every time I stopped they would instantly be attacking me again. I HATE MISQUITOES!

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