When I said Pomeroy, Oregon, I actually meant Washington. We crossed the border so many times I was confused. We actually had an interesting night in Pomeroy. We talked to the Sheriff and he let us stay in the city park. At the park, some people were holding a party, and we got there just in time when the party ended, so they gave us a huge stack of leftover BBQ ribs, German cake, and apple and peach pies. mmmm. We slept under a small gazebo, but in the middle of the night, the sprinklers came on! So at 2 in the morning, we scrambled to saved our stuff from getting wet: one of us stood on a pot over the sprinkler, while the others moved our stuff to the sidewalk. It was a funny sight.
We have now passed through Idaho, and into Missoula, Montana. Idaho was such a beauty. The desert changed into the forest, and the ride was absolutely gorgeous. We biked along the Clearwater River, and over the Lolo Indian Pass. Our route from Lewiston, Idaho to Missoula was a historic Lewis and Clark trail...
have to continue later, must get off the internet
-MinWah
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