Lolo is loco

So we just made our first mountain pass through the 12, we took three days on the 220 mile pass and climbed 4000 feet over one pass. Things really got cold on the third day and it began to rain for a bit. We met a few tourers and camped with them one night and caught rumor of an awesome hot spring in the mountains. It was a long day and climbing into the clear hot water made every muscle relax and every thought of biking float into a distant memory. We met this crazy Canadian and his girlfriend up there and we talked till nightfall. Another day camping in the bushes on rocks and Jared tumbling on Derek and I in the tent. The route went along the clear water river and we were surrounded by massive pines and evergreens along rolling cliffs. So, we end the three day stretch a little more weary of the mountains and the many chipmunks that live there. We also may of taken 30 cups of hot chocolate from some rangers on the lolo pass. The old man there gave us the stink eye and we rolled on down to the town of Missoula. Trying to leave out details for when I talk to people in person. Staring at the path ahead is as daunting a thing as one can imagine at this point. Next stop Yellowstone... Supposed to drop below freezing at night, should be an interesting test of our gear.