Penny’s mom, Helen, whom I call “Shorty,” arranged a celebratory picnic when I arrived in Billings, MT today around 6:15. A large contingent of relatives showed up for a delicious dinner of steak, Shorty’s famous potato salad (there’s none better) and fresh vegetables from her garden. It was an amazing meal followed by a special, gluten free rhubarb crumble she made just for me. I had thirds.
Tomorrow I have a relatively short ride through Helena, MT, around Flathead Lake and onto Missoula; just 385 miles or so. I sure hope the rest of the trip goes as well as it has so far. The thunderstorm here tonight arrived about two hours too late to affect my ride. Weather’s good for tomorrow…I hope.