Arrived in Dover today after paddling across a lake for much of the day in the rain. Singing fur trade songs, we've discovered, not only makes us happier as we paddle, but actually lets us move significantly faster. Since last post, we've had a day of wandering through Thompson Falls where we met an awesome gentleman named Al with a thousand stories, and Raymond, who builds wooden furniture for his children's rooms. this stuff is impressive. I've never seen a a bunk bed so huge and gnarled. the country has changed over, giving way to mostly rolling hills with the occasional snow-capped peak in the background. We've passed Kootenai house to Kalispel house! 

Welcome to Montana!\
  We arrived today in Rexford Montana, and currently reside in a school auditorium. I'm trying to decide whether to break my streak of sleeping exclusively outside in my wool blanket and canvas tarp contraptions, or whether to take a night inside, considering being out in the rain will  be extremely unpleasant. Who knows? 
   We've been paddling through a dry lakebed. It resembles nothing so much as a massive desert. The dam has been opened to prepare for the massive amount of snowfall set to melt this spring. the result is a valley of bare, bleached rocks and dead treestumps. We found one about 320years old, judging by the growth rings. That tree must have seen Thompson himself paddle by on his way to trade and explore.
  On the food front, things are delicious, with massive amounts of burgers being given by the generous people of the town of Eureka's chamber of commerce. Lunch, and Supper!\The other teams have also decided to feed us as well! with people droping off steaks, spaghetti dinners, all sorts of delicious things! And we were worried we'd be eating Graham's questionable kraft-dinnerlike foodstuff. As it turns out, even without incredible luck, we'll be eating like kings.
 On another note, I apologize for the late start on the whole blogging deal. Hopefully it'll be remedied in the U.S.