The longest day.

A shorter Sabbath ride.

Sixtyish more miles over the Lee highway.

Catastrophe gives way to grandiosity over the span of two days.

Two days up to the blue ridge plateau

Just a bit of background about this year’s tour.

The last ride.

I celebrate the Fourth of July twenty days late, have a serious breakdown, and then contemplate bizzare gas station food.

Another mountain pass, another long day.

More flats. More Headwinds. 

An easy 57 miles to Missoula, and rest.

A beautiful, but mixed day into Drummond.

Over the mountains into and then through Butte.

And early, easy set of miles leads to a difficult but beautiful second act.

A shorter day over the Bozeman pass, and some new friends.