Just a short update on the Great Divide front for you guys. I finally got a wifi-connection. And I finally got a shower, after 4 days! Sooooooo good. You don’t know how good that is.
I had boatloads of fun the past few days. Detailed stories will follow later, I plan to take a rest day in Helena, Montana and upload some pictures and tell you about all the weird&wonderful people I met.
For now I’ll just sketch a general day, characteristic of the Great Divide.
I get up between six and seven. “Still alive” I whisper to myself. No bear attacks!
It’s cold (between 5 and 10 degrees Celcius) and I fidget around, getting organized, finding my cycling clothes, rolling up sleeping bag, liner, air pillow and sleeping mat.
At about 7:30 I’m ready to have some breakfast. I lower my bag from the tree and I eat about double the amount I eat at home (and take twice the time too). I spend too much time trying to finish the chapter in my book and trying to get warm.
At 8:30 I brush teeth, clean the premises, roll up the tent, get organized (which again, takes too much time) and take off around 9:00.
If there’s a town nearby, I try and get a coffee. Then I really leave.
After about 20 km (between 1 and 3 hours depending on terrain) of up- and downhills I eat a Clif bar, or about 100 grams of nuts or something, and half a sack of gummi bears. I ride on.
1 or 2 hours later I’m hungry and have lunch: either about 4 sandwiches, or a big burger, a huge salad, you get the idea. When at a lunch place I probably talk to at least 3 friendly people.
I top off with another half a sack of gummi bears and a liter of water (after having two big glasses of cola with lunch). It’s about 30 degrees Celcius now.
After lunch I ride for about 30 or 40 km. I keep having to pick up my jaw off the ground, it’s so beautiful. It’s hot: 33 degrees Celcius in the shade. The roads are very dusty, you can see the rare car coming from miles away.
I rip out the ace up my sleeve: a liter of Mountain Dew I bought, and two Snicker bars. I finish them in 5 minutes.
Two hours later (and way into my second sack of gummi bears) I ride into the campsite. If a town is nearby, I get two beers. If not, well, shoot! I pitch my tent, get organized, make dinner for two and eat it all. I talk a lot with whoever I met that day.
At 21:00 it gets dark. I top off with another 200 gr of nuts, brush my teeth and put everything that even remotely smells of food into one of my panniers. I hang it into a tree, which takes me about 10 tries. In my tent, I read for a while and slide into unconciousness at 22:00. I sleep like a baby and wake up with a raging hunger. FOOOOOOD!!
If that’s not fun, I don’t know what is!