August 15th
The motorcycle dealer we planned to get tires at opened at 9 so we showed up just a little after and each of us found a tire that suited us. Till we got the tires changed and some lunch it was about 1 in the afternoon. We headed up through Idaho to Montana and into some of the most beautiful country we’ve been through yet. We did a little detour on a mountain called the Gravelly Range. The road went up through the valley, then climbed up to near the top at 9500 ft and came back down the top of the ridge making a 75 mile loop of stunning scenery. Sadly we don’t have many pictures of this because Duane’s camera’s battery went dead and mine and Ty’s died. Tylers died of old age and the other day I dropped mine at 60 mph and it didn’t survive. 90 percent of my pics were taken on the bike while moving right along so I guess it was just a matter of time till it hit the pavement. Anyway it was a awesome ride way up in the Rockies as the sun was setting in the west shinning amber rays down over the rocky peaks stretching into the sky. It was breathtaking to see and it did literally take our breaths away because of the height and the fact that it was about 40 degrees and windy enough to blow you off the road. I did manage to ride to an old snow drift from last winter and make an snowball. Till we worked our way down the mountain the sun had made it’s journey down below the mountains in the west. So we headed up the valley towards Dillion, MT. As the moon started peaking up in the East we cooked some soup and ramen noodles for supper and then drove a couple miles down the road from our food to camp because apparently we are in grizzly country. I’m not to worried about them but better safe then sorry, especially since none of us are packing any heat because of wanting to come home through Canada.
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