Well - made it to the good ol' USA.
After a great night's sleep next to the river, we got up 'late' - 7:30 for a 8:30 start. The morning was the best riding so far. Across the Flathead Valley, just east of Fernie is some of the most amazing country you will ever see. I rode a bit off the front to enjoy the view and see what I could surprise along the way - the tally included a whitetail deer and several grouse. The mist was coming off the river, the skies were clear, everything had a little dew on it from the moisture the evening before. Perfect.
Eventually, the route turned off of the excellent road that we were on and became 'singletrack'. Well, more of a fisherman access trail along the river. There was a lot of hike-a-bike, then we came out on another forest road and a huge climb up to Galton Pass. Then a massive descent to lunch and onto the highway for the run to the border.
Speaking of, things went pretty smoothly. We came through the car lane two at a time, and the Euros had no problem despite having to go to 'secondary' and fill out some additional paperwork. All that worry for nothing! Wilbert brought the van across, we threw everything into the Hermosa truck, and then Wilbert drove back across to Canada to drop off the truck and ride his bike back to the US.
Now I am sitting at the Ksanka Inn in Eureka MT, poaching wifi off the Subway and watching the Harleys, Bigass trucks, and good ol' boys come and go. There is a lot of energy at the hotel tonight because it is Bull Riding night at the fairgrounds next door! A full report to follow...

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