The forecast had been for hard rain overnight. Other than a light sprinkling while I was walking back from the Hooker Glacier, it had not materialized last night. So there was some speculation that it might be raining in the morning.
Peeking outside, I was greeted by a cerulean sky with fluffy white clouds. Snow-capped mountains all around, fresh air, and the warm sun on my back. "It really doesn't get any better than this!"
After chatting with some of the other travellers over coffee, I loaded the Weestrom and hit the road. Just a few Km down the vally, I came across the local fire department, testing their pumps and equipment. What an outstanding place to work. This is for Pimpdaddy!
The rest of the day consisted of 450Km of fast-changing landscapes and fabulous curving roads. I'm in no hurry and stop along the way more than a few times to grab a pie for lunch, or photograph the sights.
I am discovering that speed limits for the corners tend to be very conservative for the road surface and bend radius. However, many of the corners are blind and will also be the only places along the highway where loose gravel accumulates. Only once did my route skirt the edge of a heavy shower, but it was barely enough to put a few spots on the road and soon passed behind.