IDAHO!

HI! We made it to Idaho! We are really starting to go at this point. I think my legs look good, is that vain? We logged another twenty mile day. After a heated debate about power and priviledge it flew by. Its strange how you are stuck in your thoughts sometimes for a very long time. I tend to think of womens, Id rather not, but it just kind of happens that way. They/You just cant get out of my head. Gee golly. It can be no fun because you spend so much time having to look at the ground. One must stop at points. We made it out of Anaconda by a goofy couple who picked us up. Immediately they stopped for booze while taking us, great. Half way through the driver Dan introduced himself"My names Dan, youll see me soon, Im going to be a millionaire, I am into what you are into". Into what to are into, Im not sure what you mean. But all and all nice guy. Even with the drunk driving. He warned us about the crazy bears. Which was true. The bears are going more and more crazy, too many bears, too many people, too much opposition to healthcare reform, WHOA this is a bipartisan post sorry. No, bears are sensitive creatures also if you shave a bear they have pink skin and look similar to people. There is an old native american story about a woman who runs off to live with a bear and has bear kids. Her human husband kills the bear and she runs off into the mountains with her bear kids, and continues to live there. Apologies, I digress, we entered the Anaconda Pintler Wilderness at Storm lake diresctly below high ridges of the Divide. Across the lake from where we camped a group of locals shot guns across the lake. We listened to the bullets echo, and drop into the lake . A bit bothered we retreated into are tents, the shoot em up woke us up a couple times, but no strays into are nylon shields. We set off to high flats and amazing jagged peaks, the terrain immediately became way more epic than the previous section. The best part were the Alpine lakes our second sight named Oreamnos allowed us to go "swimming". By swimming I mean submerging our bodies in freezing water and running out shivering. The next day we did an alternate route down a super steep slope, I had to harness my Mountain Goat spirit to handle it. The Trail, capital T, incuded a great deal of granite boulders. These looked strange in the burn areas we encountered. Expansive space with black lines and large white shapes lttering the landscape. At one point on the third day a beautiful sunny day, we stopped and for two minutes, soft snow like hail dumped on us. It stopped and the sun was out again, Rocky Mountains. I wished for more swimming but all and all we loved this section, and plan to come back. Oh yeah we had our first camp fire at Surprise Lake, which wasnt very surprising. It didnt compare to the next one at Gibbons Pass that probably could have turned into somewhat of an ordeal. We probably burned half a tree, and nearly turned our bodies into jerky. We got a ride with Caroline form the Sula Country WStore. She showed us her house the "Buck Hut", which I will recrerate when I settle. She also told us about Jody her neighbor, who was alogger his whole life, one day floatin down the river a tree fell on him. Irony. He'll be alright though she gave us hug and dropped us at the Mountain Spirit Inn in Darby. Now for some cookies and Fox news. I gotta go bye.