In the morning I made a relatively easy decision to cut 200 bicycle miles off my trip and drive from Bozeman to Missoula to spend time with my good friend Bob and his family before they moved to DC. After riding 3200+ miles (enough to span the US on the southern tier) I realized I'm no longer worried about "making it", but rather how I can make the journey better.
Bob is one of the inspirations for my trip having told me countless amazing stories from his childhood in Missoula. We had a blast catching up on each others lives, hanging out at the Salish Pow Wow, watching the fireworks and lighting off a bunch of our own.
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