Answer: The discovery that your next destination is about 20 miles farther than you thought. And it was already a long day. And thunderstorms are supposed to roll in by afternoon.
How did Libby, Montana get to be more than 100 miles from us??? Or perhaps it would be a bit more honest to ask how we managed to decide it was only (only?) 86. Our other 85 mile day did not exactly leave us blissful.
Well, as it turns out, there's actually a much more appealing place to stay in Troy - if only they wpuld answer the phone. Then the next day gets longer, but we'll take them one at a time.
Meanwhile, we are sitting ever so happily in Sandpoint. The lodge is lovely, the laundry is done, I even got my bike computer to talk to me on our lovely short ride this morning. Our slightly improvised route even had an adventure - the type we were a bit more ready to encounter. We had actually called ahead to be sure our alternate roads are paved & had been assured they are. They are not. At least, not for a few miles. So we got to practice on an unpaved road and we just breezed through. I guess I should admit that they almost appeared to have been paved and covered with a thin layer of dirt. My sort of adventure.
We are still surrounded by lilacs and lupine. This is beautiful country. It is very, very wet, though. We took a picture yesterday that shows some shrubbery way out in the lake.
Could not get the picture to work - sorry! I hope we will figure this out soon.
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