October 4: I wake to the steady patter sounds of rain against the small window next to where I'm sleeping. I talk to Jim for a bit as he gets ready for work. Most of the morning, I spend plotting, working out and making to get lists. I finally venture out to wander in the early afternoon when the rain finally does down a little bit. Wandering Kalispell is interesting as it seems to be a little but lovely historic frontier town strip at it's center surrounded by strip malls radiating out in every direction. On my lists of things to do I have the library to research, where I meet a woman running for office who invites me to speak with the mother of a death row inmate (unfortunately, I can't find the damn coffee shop they were meeting at), the town's Salvation Army in my never ending quest to find a sturdy, warm yet somewhat fashionable wool sweater (no luck again), Wallmart for a cheap replacement tire for my back wheel (the last Bell I got there lasted about a thousand miles but was starting to wear down in the center), and the grocers for deodorant, sunblock and ingredients to make an egg bake for Jim and I in the morning. Missions accomplished, I grab some food and go to the Moose Saloon to taste some local beers and shovel down some peanuts. Moose is great no liquor just beer, half sawdust on the floor (literally) dive bar, half pizza serving public house. I recommend it if you pass through Kalispell.

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