I have to look at the day as a whole

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Friday, July 12, 2013

Otherwise, I find myself dwelling on certain aspects of it. Interestingly, they are not always the good or bad aspects exclusively. The very beginning of the day could be ruined by a piece of bad news like finding out my passport is in the next town over, and the rest of the day can go swimmingly, filled with drinks, food, sights and well, swimming.. but I will dwell on the passport situation. It is, after all, a matter of security.

Today was one of those mixtures that ended better than hoped. A lazy morning turned into a lazy midday, most productively I decided to make my way to Kalispell and retrieve my passport so as to attempt the Canadian leg of my journey. I am anxious to check out the Canuck Waterton Park, the better half of Glacier.

Retrieving my passport was no small feet as laziness told me not to ride to Kalispell, but hitch. Thus my afternoon with Mark Giles, a fine gentleman who has had a rough few years and is currently looking for work in stone and concrete cutting. Mark is two years through a three year probation for an altercation involving alcohol, he didn't specify and I didn't ask. We went to a couple of stone shops in the Whitefish and Kalispell areas while he followed his leads, one of which may turn out. Mark has turned his attitude around, he says, in the past couple of months and puts his faith in God to help him out of his rut. I wish him the best of luck and am grateful for my ride.

I got a ride back from the UPS store almost instantly, perhaps because I made a WHITEFISH sign and held it on 93N. This time my ride was a conservation corps trail worker. We had much more in common.

On my bike at 4pm sharp as planned, it was a beautiful ride to Glacier along nice quiet roads, the kinds of back roads that really let you drift, no sharp turns, no cars, homes, stop signs, just a weaving road through the outer Glacier forest. Upon arriving in Glacier, I took the bike path and bypassed the park entrance, thereby bypassing the entrance fee, thank you for the tip guy-at-the-bike-shop-in-Whitefish. Glacier is truly breathtaking. What I have seen in these few hours nearly rivals Yosemite, which I didn't think possible.

Ready for the icing on the cake? Upon arriving at my campsite at Avalanche Creek (Ok side-icing, the campground sign said FULL, and indeed the site was full by 5pm, I arrived shortly after 8pm. The campground hostess quickly informed me that she always makes room for bikers. Five bucks for the night, pretty good.) I opened the bear box to find a week's supply of food, with a note saying, "left on 7/12 for backpackers/hikers from (unintelligible name), enjoy and pay it forward!" Not only food but, stove fuel, matches, and whiskey. The nicest surprise in a string of nice surprises on this trip. Thank you, whoever you are.

Whitefish MT > Avalanche Creek Glacier MT, 45 miles, day 12.
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