I met a cycling enthusiast near the divide who offered me a place to crash for the night. What this place seems to be, for lack of a better term, is a cycling commune: all the guys who live in this house are avid cyclists, the clothesline contains nothing but jerseys, and there are bikes everywhere. One of them mentioned that they like letting this place be used by touring cyclists as a place to spend the night.
They seem like great guys, but since it's just their private residence I don't feel right taking photos.
So, instead, use my brief description and the unlimited power of your imagination :)