Three miles up a sketchy dirt road outside Columbus, coming back from a quick nature call / rattlesnake check, and Brad, from the Stillwater road crew, pulls up. On his advice, I head back to I-90, ride on it to Reed Point, where whom do I meet again, but Brad. And again he has helpful words! This time, he advises me to get on the old highway just past the grain elevators, telling me, "that way you can see some more shit and maybe not get killed." Thanks, Brad.
Yesterday was a great rest day with friends Dan and Marcia in Bozeman. A few hairs lighter, I took off today towards Helena, ending up 85 miles later camping at Canyon Ferry Lake. Once again, the wind picked up steadily through the day. By the end, I could not wait to stop battling it (until tomorrow). Tonight's campsite isn't quite as picturesque as the one beside the Yellowstone, but it totally works. There is even the Montana version of Beansie's!
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| Dan and Marcia in heated competition |
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| It seemed like a good idea at the time |
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| What I see when there's a real shoulder |
Seeing more shit and maybe not getting killed are probably the best strategies for a good long ride...wise man, that Brad....
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