Road started flat and HOT- 94°… climbed up to pines and rolling farms.
And should have learned a lesson from "Montana miles"- anything close to Canada is going to be bigger too. When he said, oh there's about 1000 feet of climbing, I should have thought 1000 METERS, lol. Especially when the road sign points up to a ski area in 17 miles, about a 3500 foot elevation gain. My legs were fried with 3-1/2 more miles to go, when we came upon Havilla, basically an historical Lutheran church with a farm across the street. She let us camp, another very peaceful night. Woke to a large owl perched right above us.
Got an early start. Part way up I came upon two large hawks on the wire. Also a large flock of sleepy blackbirds- I was riding just slow enough not to startle them away, but just sweep them along the road and telephone wires, they chirped as they moved in waves.
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