A batsman without form is like apple pie without cheese. Wait, cheese? What? Is that what you said? Cheese?!?!

Day Sixteen, 3 July, 24 Miles
At Mile 291.5, Poptart 74/1000
Cold wind all day and an overcast morning that never really looked like rain until it did. Switched between forest and open grassland, near or on the divide proper. Easy walking. Entertained myself with guidebook typos and words like knoll. Which got me thinking about Shannon Noll. And his father Noel. Yes that's right Noel Noll. At least that's what Wil told me. Anyway, camped with Lake again. Saw Tock at lunch. Trail has been on roads/jeep track/ATV track a lot. We knew it was coming, just that you get spoiled going south starting in the National Park/Wilderness area corridor of Glacier, the Bob and Scapegoat. Passed the road where Ted Kaczynski used to live.