Riding from Kellogg, I passed the sites of old lead, zinc, and silver mines. The Trail of the Coeur d'Alenes is a great boost to many of these struggling towns; fishing is non-existent because of the high heavy metal content in the rivers, and the trail does draw a good number of people.
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| The hills in my future |
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| Tripsyclists |
Once I left the trail, the next 50 or so miles were open to the wind, with rolling hills, until I landed in Viola, where friends awaited. Cathy, James, and Isabel live in this beautiful, remote spot, at the bottom of a hill after the top of another hill. It's been wonderful to see them and get a renewed glimpse into each other's lives.
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| The view in Viola |
Lest you think I've just been riding incessantly, I can assure you that I have some serious scientific goals along the way. I believe that I've met one with this photograph below. If you require corroborating stories, then
look no further.
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| NOT Bigfoot? Don't be so sure... |
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