Day 2 After seven straight days of riding, it was time to give our bodies a break. So no epic (or even non-epic) mountain hikes until we’re rested up. An advantage of our no-deadline life is that, even though we’re in this special place, we don’t need to try to optimize every moment here by… Read more…

When the polite partiers departed from our park campsite last night, that was the last noise we heard. We did still have some light drops of rain in the morning, so being able to pack up dry, under shelter, was a big relief. We had one more day of US-89 riding, with the same annoying… Read more…

As good as our deluxe tent site was, one downside presented itself overnight: despite not being able to see your neighbors, they’re in actuality quite close to you, and I could hear the woman on the opposite side of the wheel snoring all night. We got back on US-89 heading northwest, and Montana drivers (and… Read more…

We confined ourselves to the first floor of the expansive WarmShowers house (that we had entirely to ourselves) in order to minimize any disturbance. That might be one reason that the bedroom we slept in really reminded me of my grandparents’ bedroom in their Wisconsin farmhouse. Theirs was also the lone first-floor bedroom, in a… Read more…

It was another cold night and morning, where the Great Falls official reading of 33F set a new record low for the summer solstice. We’ll take it, since we’re tik-tok-ing back to a long ride today, and this night we were warm under a roof (which had water dripping off it, presumably from the morning… Read more…