Day 11

Leaving Sandpoint was hard this morning.  The hosts were generous, the lake was picturesque, and the city was relatively tranquil.  I just may live here someday.

Highway 95 north offered a decent shoulder for my bike most of the way to Bonners Ferry.

Because it was a rather short day, I arrived relatively early to my destination.  But a good thing, though.  Entering town, the chain began sticking to the cogs on the cassette, preventing smooth shifting or coasting.  After getting some chips at the grocery store, I meandered to the county fairgrounds on my semi-functional ride.

Lunch was good, but the condition of my chain was still uncertain.  So, I rotated my tires (which I was going to do anyway) and inspected the chain.  Turns out, all the roads I took with road construction and new tar led to debris and residue in the chain.  After cleaning everything off with paper towels and water from the sink in the bathroom, my issues were fixed.

I also received word from Bob, who I had contacted earlier, in Bonners Ferry that I could stay at his place for the night.

I rode over there, dropped off my heavy gear, and walked into the old part of Bonners Ferry seeking a good place to eat.

The Panhandle Restaurant did not disappoint.  A Philly Cheesesteak with fries, topped off with a homemade apple pie and ice cream satisfied all of my hunger.

I walked back to the house after purchasing 2 bananas, a can of chili, and a single package of Ramen noodles.

Another day is in the books.  Tomorrow should be a beautiful ride.