Portland, I have arrived. Seems like a fitting point in my life to get back on the blog wagon. It was quite a trip out here in the Suburban packed with all of my worldly possessions, my dog and my brother.
Our road brought us through Bismarck, ND where I met a friend’s 7 week old baby girl for the first time, then Livingston, MT where we ran into our first problem, a broken valve on one of the tires. Shit. $12 later we are on the road again to Bozeman, John, losing his glasses somewhere between the two. We decide some Mexican food will lift our spirits
and find a little joint that had amazing jalapeno poppers, just roasted jalapenos with cheddar melted on them and a piece of bacon, I have to recreate the magic. After lunch we realize that another of our tires is going flat so we bring it in and find out that the seals were leaking. F*&^ck!!!!$30 later we have brand spankin new seals on all 4 tires. After thanking the travel god’s for not getting a flat in the middle of nowhere, in the middle of the night we feel like a soak in the hot springs will set everything right once again.
Missoula. Iron Horse Brew Pub www.ironhorsebrewpub.com that is not actually brewing their own beer because the partners got ‘divorced’ and it was easier to keep the Brew Pub name and explain the situation to weary travelers, offers local brews on the menu. Shitty. Buuut, they had amazing salads, it’s their thing. They make all of their own dressings which are spot on and build the salad with delicious ingredients. Score.
Missoula to Portland via the amazing LoloNational Forest and stunning Colombia River Gorge. The intensity and contrast of the gorge is certainly a sight to behold and I will return to explore.
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