Day 71, a fellow cyclist
Emerging from the National Forest road, a brutal headwind hit me. But I wouldn't let it get to me - just keep pedaling. I opted to »
Day 70, heading back to Wyoming
The roads leaving Bozeman forced me to hop on Interstate 90 for a bit. I knew about this and planned accordingly. I could hop off one »
Day 69, bike repair in Bozeman
This trip has put at least 2000 miles of wear on my bike, although that number is probably close to 3000. My poor chain was stretched »
Day 68, the rocky road to Philipsburg
The advice I received would be better directed at a bike-packer with less weight. Rock Creek Road turned even rockier, and my hundred pound bike (101 »
Day 67, a reunion
Last night I stayed at Mark's place. He consults from home and enjoys mountain biking in his back yard - the endless trails of Missoula. He »