Made it to my brother Jack's house just moments before his wife Debi returned from the airport with Linda.
101 miles today, a new time zone, and my first encounters with any other touring cyclists. Mid-morning chatted briefly with a couple from Canada heading to the east coast. In Sandpoint, just before the 2-mile pedestrian bridge across lovely Pend Oreille Lake I met Lou, slack packing with just 2 changes of clothes, heading to Detroit. Originally from there, he now lives in Luxembourg, but he had lived long enough teaching in Australia (after years playing basketball in Europe) to sound like an Aussie. Few miles down the road I met Steve and Nancy from Portland ME heading to Calgary to visit their daughter.
And then at the WA border I met two brothers from Spain, Juanjo and Kiko, riding from Seattle to Argentina.
What vicariously international and extraordinary cycling experiences to pack into my last day on the bike for a while!
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