I Can See the Mountains

Hello!

So the past few days, the scenery has not changed much. It is a lot of hours riding past endless flatness.

Still, the riding has been fun, and the flatness makes a lot of the riding go at an exciting pace (oh it would be excruciating if we were plodding along the same scenery for hours and hours).



So Montana's fairy desolate in that towns are quite a rarity. Here, we made a stop at a bar, where a patron turned out to be a reporter and spontaneously decided to write an article on the trip. Notice the green can of Off! he holds in his pocket. Malta is, I hear, the "Mosquito Capital of the Nation", and I was getting eaten alive. I took a picture of my leg but it was kinda gross. (Jon's getting interviewed).



There's Ali as the route went along the desolation that is Eastern Montana.




There's Jay, Nick, and Wade along the desolation that is Eastern Montana.



Montanans do like to talk with strangers a lot, and the route passed by some horses, and some kids shouted us over to take a look...



and ride!



The next day, we had more of Route 2 to deal with.



It was a lot of this.



But it was a beautiful day. I like the heat.



Once we got to Chester, I saw a little doggie that followed around a bit.



This morning, we hit more of the same.



But gradually, the hills started getting more common and there were some strange faint outlines in the back that kept getting closer.



We were stopped by a train crossing our way. It kept going...



...and going...



...and going...



...and going, so finally I decided there was time enough for someone to get a pic of me.



So this pic sums up a lot of the last part of today's trip. It was super windy, and in the background, you'll see many windmills which made up a huge expanse of wind farm. You'll also see the mountains. They're coming! (I suggest clicking to get a bigger picture of this.)

Tomorrow we're headed to Glacier. Get excited.