Day 22: Sugar City-Driggs, Idaho
Heading East from Sugar City one has to
travel 45 miles to Driggs, which is the next town of more than 200 people. I
had made arrangements to stay with the Burton family who have moved there from
Alaska. The weather report announced
that there would be scattered thunder storms.
I thought that if I have a warm
bed awaiting me at the end of the journey, I could weather the rain. For the first 30 miles I did not encounter a
single drop of rain. As I was biking up
the hill for the final 15 miles I could see an ominous black cloud heading
towards me. The temperature dropped 15
degrees in a few minutes and knew that this was going to be a nasty storm.
As I peddled as quickly as I could with my
depleted energy up this steep hill, a van pulled over and a woman with three
young boys hopped out. She said “I’m
Mary Burton and I figured you could use a lift into town”. We managed to get the cart into the back of
the van and the bike on the rack just as the skies opened up. As we drove through the blinding rain she
said that she and her family were going to be spending the night at their cabin
by one of many thermal springs in Idaho.
She said I could either spend the night there or in their house by
myself. I opted for solitude and thanked
her for kindness.
The world is filled with gentle, kind, and
generous souls. They will never make the
headlines of our news reports, though they shape the world in which we live.
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