{"id":215,"date":"2016-04-20T04:50:06","date_gmt":"2016-04-20T04:50:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jwstworldbicycletour.com\/?p=215"},"modified":"2016-04-20T04:50:06","modified_gmt":"2016-04-20T04:50:06","slug":"april-19-choteau-montana","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jwstworldbicycletour.com\/?p=215","title":{"rendered":"April 19, Choteau, Montana"},"content":{"rendered":"
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It has been a wild 3 day ride since Bozeman. I am exhausted and need to hit the hay. But here is a quick summary.<\/div>\n
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After a breakfast of pancakes, I said goodbye to my aunt Evelyn and Uncle Loren in Bozeman, and headed out for Townsend, MT.<\/div>\n
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This was perhaps the prettiest and easiest day of the ride so far, owing to the absense of hills and headwinds.<\/div>\n
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I arrived at a campground just west of Townsend and set up camp. The camp was very quiet and, I was practically the only person staying there. When I awoke the next morning, all of my water bottles had frozen! No problem–I have a stove that heats icy water just as well as room temperature. By the way, I don’t know what I would do without my Ozo coffee every morning!<\/div>\n
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I got a later start than I would have liked that day. It seems like, no matter what I do, it takes 2.5 hours to get moving after the alarm goes off. My next stop was Wolf Creek. I had earlier called the only obvious business in town according to Google Maps–the Exon Station–to ask about camping possibilities. The people were very friendly and helpful and directed me to a campground that was just out of town.<\/div>\n
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It turns out that “just out of town” meant 3 miles, in the wrong direction, but I went there anyway. What a gorgeous place! Right on a river that was loaded with fish.<\/div>\n
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It got even colder that night and I had a hard time pulling myself from the “zero bag” to start the day. Earlier, I had learned that my next stop, Choteau, MT was 70 miles away, with 3000 feet of climbing. 2300 of the 3000 was in the first half of the ride, and I completed it easily, with the help of a slight tail wind. That left only 700 feet more of climbing. But what climbs! I slowed down to 2.3 mph at one point.<\/div>\n
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I really do think that this is the limit of what I can do. Unless I dump a lot of my gear, I could not sustain this type of terain for more than a day or two. I have a couple of months to decide, but I am pretty certain that I could not ride the “Haul Road” in Alaska–the last 300 miles to Deadhorse–with this much gear. I am going to have to figure something out!<\/div>\n
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I arrived in Choteau, exhausted. I stopped by the local supermarket to load up on some supplies. I man and his wife drove up to me in a truck and asked me where I had come from. I told them I left from Boulder on April 1st. The woman in the car said that she had grown up in Boulder. What a coincidence! Then, I looked at the sign on the side of the truck. It said, “Alpine Touch.” This was a spice that I grew up using every day! I told the man such and he supplied me with a bottle for this trip. Yum!<\/div>\n
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Tomorrow I ride to Browning, MT where I will give 3 lectures on JWST.<\/div>\n
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Later!<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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