Today is a semi-rest day of only 48 miles. Started out chilly and got cold in the mountains. Ran into rain on the climb over Blue Bunch Ridge. I could see my breath and thought, for a moment, that I might encounter sleet.
The route is along ID 95, a main north-south thoroughfare with no shoulder. I have to contend with semis, logging trucks and regular vehicular traffic. This has been complicated with the movement of over-sized objects such as D7Caterpillars needed to repair all of the washouts. Sharing the road with all of them in a cold rain on a narrow road made for a harrowing ride.
When I finally came out of the rain and was on a flat, I saw, as I’ve seen all along, horses, cattle, sheep, llamas, and alpacas lift their heads as I pass. They stare as I pass and I can’t help wonder if they, being ruminants, are ruminating about this creature passing before them. “Hey, look guys, a lime-yellow wheeler. That’s the fourth one we’ve seen in two weeks. It must be their migration season. That means summer will soon be here.”
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