Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Last night in Bozeman

Setting up camp by the light of the moon in a city park, tucked just inside a small patch of bushes, we thought we would sleep tight. 3:30am, a sprinkle of liquid hits our tent, similar sound to someone/something peeing on our fly. Maybe a spit of rain? Hopefully not a grizzy. Hopefully not wolves marking their territory. I freeze and my stomach turns to knots as my imagination turns to the worst. 10 minutes later, staying as quiet as possible, spit spit spit spit spit spit spit.....faster and faster. Ryan cracks up as the sprinklers shoot right at our tent. Thank goodness for our new fly! It lasted about an hour, every 5 minutes hitting the tent.

2 hours later, Ryan woke to a soaked left side. The water had pooled beneath the tent and forced its way through the floor. It's quite cold out, 30 or so degrees, still dark. Not much we can do. The sun started to rise around 6:30 and so did we. Packing up was quite a challenge, opting to put our wet possessions in our outside bags until we can spread out and dry with the sun. Cold fingers and toes, we rode to a great little coffee shop a few miles away where we were briefly approached by a fellow bicycle touring who has a cabin in Glacier. She quickly told us of her travels on a bike and gave us the address and code of her cabin to stay in. Every situation leads to something great. Some just take longer to come into fruition.

1 comment:

  1. Hi Lisa and Ryan!

    Wow you are back on the roads! Congrats!
    On our trip through the states we passed bozeman too but it wasnt that cold!
    You are right! Every situation, as baf they may
    be, there is always something big that follows!

    We have made it to seattle and now we are enjoying our last days in the usa!

    It was a pleasure to meet you on our trip! Unfortunately we had no chance to meet ryan!

    Keep on cycling and enjoy the good AND the bad :-)

    Greetings
    Simon and Valerie

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