The East side of the Bitterroot Mountains. We made a left turn just down the road and paralleled the mountains until we climbed out of the valley and over the continental divide. For miles there were a series of peaks like these, each divided from the next by a river valley. One of the most beautiful places we've seen on our trip!
Apparently salmon and wisdom are mutually exclusive. Later in the trip we tried to incorporate canned salmon into one of our camp-stove made dinners. It was by far the worst meal we've eaten on the trip. Proof that salmon and wisdom do not mix.
Triumph!
We are ants in a vast landscape.
We came up on this haytruck from behind and had to put on the brakes instead of riding out an amazing downhill grade. Curses. Still, kind of cool to pass a truck on a bike.
Amazing sunset from our host's deck in Virginia City, MT.
Big Sky, Big Mountains!
Neale dons the bandanna, in part to stop the dust blown up by a nasty headwind, but mostly to look like a biking bandit.
Hot tea is the only thing that can get us out of our sleeping bags on freezing Montana mornings.
Clouds roll in as we head for a pass through the mountains West of Hebgen Lake in Southern Montana. Near the intersection of highways 287 and 87.
Thunderstorm over Hegben Lake, near Yellowstone.
Beautiful Pictures. I keep in my collection.
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