

After my 6 hour ride around the Lewis and Clark trail I headed off to Missoula. It was a beautiful drive. I was shocked by the Bitterroot Range. It was a very intimidating mountain range. It was very jagged and abrupt and the valleys that could be seen from the road were so extreme. Something about it was very unsettling.
I saw this bird along the way that dive bombed the car and then I thought I heard a little THUD and looked in the rear view mirror - no bird...uuut ough. I thought it may have hit the rocket box - I wish. When I pulled into town I found the little dude mangled in my wheel. GROSS!!!! I guess it's a hazzard of having the bikes on top. Eddy is a bird killer.
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