Friday June 6 was shaped and shorten by events of the previous day, as yet unreported. Since. I've now told Beth about the following by phone, I can also record it here.
I got into St. Regis on the 5th and checked into a KOA camp ground. Except for one other site, all the patrons were in motor homes of various dimensions. The owner assigned me a site at the back, away from the noise of the highway. As I was about to leave the office he remarked that it would be good, if I had any food to have it well secured as there had been bears on the grounds this year. Since I did have food and no place to secure it, we agreed that I would leave it in the office and collect it in the morning. Later as I was setting up my rain fly tent the wife came around and chatted me up on the subject of bear behavior and where I might run for help should I need to. It seems my site, nicely away from the highway noise, was just where the bear came and went from the campground. As the rain began I retired to my quarters, where I alternated sleeping snugly as the rain pelted or lying awake snugly, thinking about what I would do should a bear decide to eat me. I couldn't think of a single thing I might do, except to not again sleep in a soft sided bedroom where there are bears about..
The next day, the day of this report was shorten by the intermittent rain, and the distance between accommodations on the road before me. As there was, some 20 miles up the road, a moderately fancy hot springs resort and then nothing for quite a while my resolution, just alluded to, kept me out of the couple of campgrounds where I might have gone. I went instead for the resort. The afternoon of not riding, was spent happily tinkering with my bike. The best news of the day was that when I left St. Regis I would be entering a rain shadow and sure enough that's what I did.
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