Sorry everyone, while on the road, I had no wifi, so for security reasons didn't write.
So after having lunch, I made my way to the north east corner of Yellowstone, paid my entrance fee, and started making my way to the north west side to continue my ride westward. First off , let me say that if you've never been through the park, you're missing a lot! The park is beautiful, and every turn seems to be prettier than the last. I got out of the park, headed east by north east, and landed in Deer Lodge Montana. After setting up camp, I had time to check out the limited scenery, and had an espresso before settling down for a post 749 mile day. The next morning I woke early, packed, and after a breakfast of espresso, and oatmeal, I headed out again. It was a chilly 37 degrees when I left; I hit the mountains, and the temp quickly dropped as did the visibility, the bikes temp gauge indicated 36 degrees, as I pulled into the gas station. More to warm up, but I needed gas too.
When I came out, I noticed my tire was wearing thin (showing cord) , not good, I swore I had plenty of tread before I started, but a fact is a fact. I carefully got to the next town of Kellogg Idaho, and started calling around for a mechanic, found one, but he couldn't work on it till Monday (labor day). In the mean time, I went on the riders assistance network,and found someone with a tire....Bob, from Spokane Washington, not only had a tire, but he brought it to me, and, didn't ask anything for it! This man had at least a lunch coming to him, but once he got there with his friend Dwayne, he wouldn't take a penny for the tire, gas, or anything. I did make him let me buy him lunch. Glenn of Shoshone Honda in Pinehurst Idaho is an ace mechanic, and very generous of his time, and patience. If you're ever in the need of help , and you're in the area, look him up! I can't express enough gratitude to him, or Bob, and his friend.
After the tire was mounted, and ready to go, we had lunch, and took off. Bob, and Dwayne followed me as far as their turn off to get gas, plus they followed up via email to make sure I'd made it to my friends house in Portland.