I forgot to mention anything about where I camped yesterday, day 29. When I arrived at Belly River Campground in Waterton lakes National Park, I found the campground was beautiful but didn’t have potable water. Lucky for me, I was camping next to a mother and daughter who had some water that could spare. Thanks to them I didn’t have to find out the hard way if my water filter filters out the parasite that causes whirling disease in fish.
In the morning the sunrise lit up the mountains and I was off shortly afterwards.
When I was coming out of a convenience store, I saw two bicycle tourists. We had a good time, talking and trading information about our journeys. And since we were going in opposite directions, we could answer some questions about the road ahead for each of us. Ross had ridden from North Dakota and I think he said he was going to the Pacific. Stephen had started in New York and was heading toward Washington state.
I was heading to the Del Bonita border Crossing, it closes at 5 PM and I was pushing myself to make it in time. I arrived at 4:45. The border guard was very kind and gave me a couple bottles of water and some camping recommendations. He said that no one would be coming up the road to the border till 9 AM when it opens and thought I would be OK just to camp alongside the road.
Slow and Steady 
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