We were two miles outside of Missoula, still trapped on the busy highway when I got a flat. Luckily, we had a spare tube and quickly replaced it so we could get into town and refill our empty water bottles.
The Adventure Cycling Association was extremely helpful. They had a freezer full of ice cream treats and ice cold water for us to drink. We were able to sign up for a year long membership for free and had our pictures taken and stories documented for the cyclist wall of fame. We also bought front pannier bags for both of our bikes, because Ben's were starting to fall apart and we decided we needed to be better prepared for the Canadian wilderness and not take quite so many risks. They gave us a map of the town and we went about our errands- bike shops, outdoor gear store and finally Mongolian Grill!
The Mongolian Grill was unfortunately not quite as good the second time around and Ben being the extremist that he is decided that he was done eating buffets. (We'll see how long that will last).
Biking outside of Missoula, we searched and searched for a spot to camp along the busy highway. There was nothing but houses. The dark night had settled in and it was very difficult to see the road as the headlights from cars glared in front of and behind us. Then I got another flat, I pumped my tire up just long enough to keep some air in it for a few more miles and we eventually found a spot off the side of the road just secluded enough behind some trees to settle in for the night. There was a flat spot on some grass next to a creek, just big enough for two people to sleep.
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