Shelby, Montana

Everything's flyin by, more of chapter two:

"He Wakes up, a little slower then desired, expected and regretfully pulls his physical ailments behind a veil of wonderment that shadows him from the violent sun. Tearing down camp he strikes conversation with Umar; again an american spirit rollie, this time with more of the pure-bred all american family. Umar has work and Estes has a road to follow, eastward. Toards the concret forest of his future. He finishes packing and saddles up, first having to force his high horse up the steep tretcherous path followed the night before, near the top, control is almost lost with accompaniment of pitterpattering heartbeat, a tragic end to the beginning of his journey it would have been.
Onward through a clear fog of uncertainty, Estes dominates his pedalbike to the brink of peak performance. A machine so perfectly designed to unite man and land. One must wonder as the speeding vehicles wizz past at top speed, connected- if they really understand their destination or if it is just a cover for the fear of a life connecteed, living in surroundings. There is the sprawl of the west, constructed and fed by automobiles insistent rampage on the lives of simplicity possible with condensed population. The rocks bear distressed lines which act as present day proof of our misunderstood dominence- the earth works slow, but eventually catching up is inevitable. A flip 180 degrees would be a viable option to save us from imminent destruction, yet in due time the circle would end itself. Estes is headed towards Sandpoint, Idaho, a moderatly sized town that radiates an artsy yet tourist driven feel, with bicycles ll around. 11 am and he is in the tiny town of Priest River, where he fenangles his way to both the local library and to the local post office. There is a run in at the post office with a bitter old log time man who is sour and unhappy about all the "butterfly chasers and daisy pickers, this used to be a loggin town." Toungs bitten as hard headed opinions cannot be altered. Estes feels for the man, stuck in the past, but doesn't completely understand his hatred for the future."