hot

we made it back to the us yesterday. mid-90’s and little wind. scorching, naked sun.

got to customs and cyclists are treated like vehicles…get in line and wait for one of the customs rub-a-dubs to wave you forward.

or maybe it was the finger.

we had to stand in the heat for about 40 minutes…creeping slowly forward like the dehydrated beasts we have become.

i claimed my turkey kielbasa and it was not sieved by the rotund agent.

good times.

another hot one…headed towards the whitefish divide and the area where montana fish and game releases the “bad grizzlies”.