Originally Posted by
Mojo31
Eeeewww!
I’m sure I rinsed out my riding clothes once or twice during that stretch. Pretty sure, anyway.
When I finally hit Missoula after around 70 war, humid miles, I decided to get a room. As I was standing at the desk, a woman came out of the back office and was visibly shocked by my appearance.
There was a young girl cleaning up outside the rooms. After I showered and shaved and walked out, she said “You look like a completely different person.”