Oh man! Flashback to '09 in Olney, MT. Small store that had been mostly cleaned out of pre-made lunch items by early rising loggers and railroaders. GF has a cheeseburger that had probably been sitting in a heated cabinet since 7 a.m. I had a beer brat that looked like it had been soaking in a crockpot for a couple of days. We both had a good laugh and made the best of it.

That was the first day of my first tour in a rural area in 9 years. Forgot how important it is to make sure you have at least something so that you don't go hungry. Riding from/ to home I am usually not more than 20 miles from a good food source.