lewistown montana to winnett montana. 54 miles. 1172 miles from the Pacific. I had dinner with my biking friend Jim last night and we filled up on pasta. he will be heading south to Billings today to catch a plane back to california. he has some business to take care of and then he plans to rejoin the route after july fourth. so there’s a chance we will run into each other again as we crossed north america.
It seems like every morning there is a climb to start the day, like a morning wake up call. today was no exception. it started with a 5 mile climb out of Lewistown up and over the Judith mountain divide. lots of pine trees, deer and a couple cows. then a nice downhill until it levelled off at the bottom of the mountain range. it’s haying season in central montana and the smell of fresh cut hay and clover fills the air. all that is spoiled in 1 second when a cattle truck goes by with a load of cows. Cows pooping at 70 miles per hour is dangerous to a biker. luckly they didn’t get any on me. but the road was not so lucky. One of the new skills I learned today is weaving around fresh cow poop. I pulled into Winnett (population 162) about noon and had lunch at the small cafe. after lunch the locals pointed me to the park where camping is free. They did not mention that it also has a nice pool. I unloaded my pockets and jump in with my bike cloths on. then I dried off and took a long nap in the shade. it was heavenly after the hot ride. I planned a short day today as i try to recover some of my energy. the hot sun takes its toll on me in the afternoon. Tomorrow I plan on hitting the road very early and getting some miles in before the heat of the day. it’s been difficult to eat enough food. even though I eat all the time I must be burning more calories then I am taking in. I have to remind myself to take it easy. So that is what I am doing today. Hope you are doing the same. The picture of round bail with my lunch in the shade. It was the only shade in 50 miles.
Take care
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I can’t resist looking up the towns where you are stopping, especially when there is the irony of a town sited near a Hanging Tree used by vigilantes after you could not find any shade all day.
Sounds like a wonderful adventure! The scenery has more beauty when you pass by at a biker’s pace than a speeding car. Take it all in and enjoy.