Lake Pend Oreille, ID

Charles on wheels, somewhere in Idaho.

62 miles today.  Great weather. We awoke at our campground and biked across the street to the Safeway for breakfast and coffee (Thanks Carol Campbell for the Starbucks card) and sandwiches that we stashed on board for this afternoon and headed out and up. The climb was short (thankfully) and we followed the Pend Oreille River  (pronounced “Pandorell” here) against its flow so there was no more negative altitude but not to bad. We are both getting stronger on the up hills. We reached US 95 into Sandpoint and rode on the shoulder with the trucks and other traffic. (A word of thanks to all the drivers of various rigs that actually pay attention to cyclists and give us equal status on the roads. Many of the shoulders around here are very narrow so drivers that give us room are very much appreciated). After a bit we hooked up with a bike path into Sandpoint that was the roughest we’ve yet seen – bumps, holes, ridges, etc. – but at least we weren’t cheek by jowel with lumber trucks. There are supposed to be nice beaches in Sandpoint on the Pend Oreille Lake but we didn’t find them so finally pulled off and ate our Safeway sandwiches while trespassing about 6 feet onto a very nice lake front property.

Lake Pend Oreille

Postprandial we got back on route 200 which is the least bike friendly road we’ve seen – no shoulder, rough gravel edges, and lotsa traffic. Eventually we came across a road crew doing road repair and the flag men were kind to us and let us slide ahead of traffic. For most of the rest of the way we could time our exposure on the road for when they would let cars and trucks through so pulled off until  the road behind us was clear and then ride more or less worry free. This gave us a chance to read some historical markers and learned that near Hope, Washington, was one of the first fur trading posts established in the NW territories so now we can blame all the downfall on that guy!

Riding ever Northeastward we finally found Clark Fork.
While we thought from our maps that we had crossed all of Idaho today, once we checked into our hotel (it is supposed to rain all day tomorrow) we learned we still have 8 miles to go! Our room rate came with two free drinks at the pub next door where, eavesdropping, we learned more about biker culture (think Hell’s Angel’s type bikers) than we ever knew, then walked a bit down the road to the best meal we’ve had so far at the “Squeeze Inn.” Salmon raviolis etc were great and the mom and two daughters that run the place had painted a Strega Nona on the kitchen door complete with her overflowing pasta pot.

We saw Osprey on their nests and an eagle today so we can cross those birds off our life lists.

Tomorrow we head into Montana in the general direction of Glacier but it’s unclear at the moment if the road through the park will be open. Stay tuned.

A great day of touring today!