Montana has been neat because you can see the passes you need to hit in advance, whereas in Canada we were constantly in a labyrinth of mountains making it hard to tell where you'll end up. So today we rode straight into the foothills, then up into a pass. It was some of the best riding we've ever done. Halfway up the pass there was a plateau with an awesome lake (Clearwater Lake). We treated ourselves to a midday swim before attacking the real climb. Here we met a local with a handgun strapped to his crotch. Rural Montana bear protection. The climb may have been the toughest yet because we faced the first real singletrack of the trip. Although tough on the body, it was nice on the eyes. The singletrack provided lots of ridges providing some nice views. The descent was equally as fun as we were whipping down and around the edge of the mountain side into Seely Lake.
Once in Seely Lake, we paid for a cheep "tent cabin" and headed to the local watering hole. This was Cam's first inner-America experience. It was awesome. We drank our beer (which tasted like a light beer with added cigarette butts for flavor, colour, and aroma) and overheard conversations about doing lots of drugs in 'Nam and dancing on sandbags to Santana. We then watched the karaoke for a while before hitting the sack.
Montana
Todays mission
G approaching the pass
C doing the same
Nice trail
Midafternoon Swim
Nearing the summit
At the top
G dealing with some biking related issues
tada
Clearwater Lake
just don't fall to the left!
Mountains
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