Breakfast was at Locsha lodge near the campsite. We chatted with a fellow at a neighboring table and it turns out his grandfather had originally built the lodge in 1929 and he had spent most of his summers there as a child.
It was a short ride up to Lolo pass and we stopped to do the tourist thing.
It was a long downhill roll into Missoula where we stopped for the night at a motel. Dinner was at a brew pub where we got rehydrated from the warm day.