Very foggy when we left Eureka at 6 am. It did not last long however. There were many beautiful lakes and rivers enroute to Whitefish,MT. Got the only campsite remaining on Whitefish Lake, unfortunately it was below a very busy train track-there is always a reason no one wanted it? Duh?
Like the buffalo? Guess what, midday in a bar. Talked briefly with Nancy Mallory who lives in Whitefish. She is getting over a broken elbow ski accident.
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