If you haven't guessed it by now: We haven't been sending anything because we're pretty much out of the communication loop. We're so far out in the woods that Smokey Bear can't even find his way out of here.
The week started in Montana and as I write, we're now sitting in another camp ground in New Meadows, Idaho. I've never been in this part of the world but I'm making myself a promise to get back up here with my family. If you have a map check out route 12 from LoLo Mt to Kooskia (KOOS-KA) Id. The route follows the Lochsa River and to say how beautiful it is would be a disservice. Every hill, every turn, is a postcard...plus our National Forest own it all, today I saw the Salmon River...Incredible.
Yesterday on our way into Kooskia we ran into a group of young people from Simpson College riding to Memphis raising funds for fresh water wells in Africa.
Michael continues to improve, but I think he jokes have gotten worse. Robert our driver leaves from Boise and heads back to Melbourne on Sunday, we'll surely miss him...this leaves Marvin and me to hit the payment with the old bikes.
Today was the first day that we rode without long sleeves and long pants. Started the morning in the Pacific time zone and really thought we were kicking it, until we came to a bridge in Idaho that reminded us that we were now going back to Mountain time...and we lost an hour.
What has God taught us today? Simply to trust him, and keep your eyes fixed on him...It looks like the completion of our journey is becoming more of a reality, and let me say in advance, thank you on behalf of the Rust Riders for your prayers, donations and words of encouragement for this life journey. I'll try to write more on Monday if possible.
Scott...aka "The Rust Rider"
Yesterday on our way into Kooskia we ran into a group of young people from Simpson College riding to Memphis raising funds for fresh water wells in Africa.
Michael continues to improve, but I think he jokes have gotten worse. Robert our driver leaves from Boise and heads back to Melbourne on Sunday, we'll surely miss him...this leaves Marvin and me to hit the payment with the old bikes.
Today was the first day that we rode without long sleeves and long pants. Started the morning in the Pacific time zone and really thought we were kicking it, until we came to a bridge in Idaho that reminded us that we were now going back to Mountain time...and we lost an hour.
What has God taught us today? Simply to trust him, and keep your eyes fixed on him...It looks like the completion of our journey is becoming more of a reality, and let me say in advance, thank you on behalf of the Rust Riders for your prayers, donations and words of encouragement for this life journey. I'll try to write more on Monday if possible.
Scott...aka "The Rust Rider"
