Ben woke up still feeling somewhat ill this morning. I let him rest a while. We had a visitor come in to check us out. It was a little brown and white Least Weasel. He snooped around in our clothes and played around crawling in and out of my gloves, then hopping towards us to peer into our tent and take a look at the odd creatures that were inhabiting his home.
Luckily, Ben started to feel better, so we continued biking until we made it to Polson for the Cherry festival. As we were walking our bikes through the tents of merchandise, three younger teenage boys asked Ben if he was in the movie Troy. That wasn't the first time that Ben has been mistaken for the actor Eric Bana. I guess I'm dating a movie star lookalike.
After Polson, we pushed it up several steep climbs all the way around Flathead Lake until we found a bike path just outside of Kalispell and followed it the rest of the way into the city. Ben's aunt offered to pick us up in Kalispell, since she lived a few miles out of town in Kila and said her house was difficult to find.
Underneath the street lights we were cheerfully greeted by a white pickup truck, a spry woman and tiny black poodle named Buddy. Finally, we were safe and sound for a little while.
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