We stopped for lunch in between towns the size of a Lynden cul-de-sac, and I got the taco salad I've been dreaming about (although the one in my dreams involved guacamole and a little less iceberg...).
We're now camping at Whitefish Lake, just a mile outside of town, which has been a bit of another disappointment. We rolled up pretty stoked about a $7 hiker/biker site, only to learn it's $15 for non-residents of Montana, and oh, you have two bite-sized tents to pitch on the communal tent pad of pea gravel it's impossible to drive the stakes of your non-freestanding tent into? That'll be $30. Happy Sunday.