Larry and his wife saw me on the road yesterday and invited me to stay with them, but they live a little too far off my route. Larry was on his way to the Catholic church in Fort Shaw, which is right on the highway, so he checked with Father Marcel to see if I could stay there. Father Marcel let me sleep in the church last night, and he made me a mean breakfast this morning, featuring enormous blueberry buttermilk pancakes.
Brigitte saw me walking through town (Simms, MT) and invited me in for lunch. I was still stuffed from my pancake breakfast, so Joe packed me up a humongous bag of food for the road.
From left to right: Brigitte, Pam, Joe
Jen, Kailey, Sydney, and Kendall made me a card to encourage me on my trek.
Just to be clear, I should note that I've met many more friendly, generous people than I can fit on the blog. In addition to what you've read about today, I've also received water, soda, candy, a sandwich, an invitation to lunch tomorrow, and countless honks and words of support.
