The town of Bonners Ferry was founded near the site of Edwin Bonner's trading post and ferry that serviced the thousands of prospectors traveling the Wildhorse Trail in the nineteenth century.  

After bicycling through miles of seemingly endless Evergreen forests and towering mountain peaks, there's something quite welcoming about returning to towns like this, perhaps it's the promise of a good night's sleep, a good dinner and, most especially, good conversation with another person that brings a welcome respite to the solitude.

About mid-way through the day's journey, I entered into the great State of Montana.  It's certainly great in terms of size as it will take about nine days and over 700 miles to cross the state from west to east.  The western area continues the mountains and forests of Washington and Idaho that come at last to an end shortly after crossing the Rocky Mountains at Glacier National Park.  The eastern half of the state will introduce me to the vast expanses of the Great Plains that will take weeks to cross.

Awaiting me in the coming days are the mountains raising up to the east and still capped with last winter's snow

These falls were revered by the Native Americans of the area and are certainly awesome in their beauty and sheer power.  One hears the roar of falling water from a great distance away.