Today’s target was the familiarly named Lewistown, although this was to be the Montana version. Last time, Lewistown produced some bad memories, the unsuccessful hill climb to find the phone store and it was the starting point for probably the toughest day yet. But still, this was a new state, new town and hopefully new experience. After probably the worst sleep so far due to the uncomfortable ground, i headed back to the only cafe for some breakfast. Today was to be a relatively short day, mileage wise. But almost immediately after starting i was feeling sluggish. For the first time in the trip, my legs felt really tired, dead. I plodded on, but it was tough. It wasn’t especially hot or hilly but it was a struggle.
The last couple of miles into town were as difficult as any other on the trip but soon enough, i was there. I searched for some wifi and soon found a cafe. I was just about to head inside, when i got chatting to a local man. His name was Jerry, he was very interested about my trip. By now, i give off a bit of a homeless appearance, Jerry obviously noticed this and very kindly offered to let me stay at his place for the night. I gratefully accepted. Later in the afternoon, Jerry returned with his wife Vicky and we headed to their home. Jerry and Vicky have just moved to town, at the moment they are renting an apartment while they build their own house just out of town. Once i had settled, we all headed to a neighbours house to pick some cherries for dinner.
Once we had filled our bags, we headed back to the house. A nice cool beer later, Jerry and i headed to the plot where they are building their house. The building is in the early stages but it is clear that its gonna look pretty good once its finished.
By the time we returned to the house, Vicky had put the cherries we picked to good use with a cobbler, but first there was a touring bikers perfect meal of rice and chicken with loads of veg. The cobbler was excellent, with the added challenge of avoiding the pips that had earlier evaded Jerry and the piter.
Well fed, i was ready for bed. Lewistown Montana was already erasing the memories of its namesake in Idaho.