June 26, Whitefish, MT
On our way into Whitefish, we ran across Ryan once more. He was still having bike problems as some welding he had done on his frame to secure his rear rack failed. We worked on it some and he was going to re-position the rack onto the fender mounts. We all camped together and Ryan went out to see what was what in the town. Sallie and I went to see what was happening on the inside of our eyelids.
Whitefish is very pretty and well developed. It’s the up and coming hang-out of some of the rich and famous in the country so naturally, we felt right at home. Well, that’s true for Ryan anyway.
This is where they grow seed-stock of ragweed for export to the east.
(Actually it’s canola; I’m told the price is depressed to about $8 a bushel)
In Memory of Warmer Summers 
Happy 4th to the both of you. Thank you for sharing your adventures – it brings me joy!
Hey guys – great to meet you in St Mary and we thoroughly enjoyed eating dinner with you and hearing your story. Wishing you well for the rest of your trip and we’ll be following you on-line.
Jon and Cathy