For a a week or two I have been wanting to get out for a tour.
Europe is not in the cards again this year.
Or even a longer continental trip.
Undaunted I packed for the weekend, destination unknown.
I headed up bridger canyon with about three options.
For a three hour tour, a three hour tour.
I was leaning towards meeting up with Cory in White Sulpher Springs.
We were to meet the Red ants Pants girl and then camp out.
Lunch was delicious.
The path of least resistance lead to WSS.
I ended up partying most of the night with new friends....
When I was tired I set up my tent in the back yard,
Made some Mack and Cheese and slept quite well.
Here is a coo gas station in WSS.
Towns without money preserve history out of necesity.
In the morning I headed back towards Ringling.
You can cut straight from Ringling to Springhill on gravel roads.
After realizing that the Ringling bound train was not coming
I headed towards Springhill, 50 miles away through dirt roads.
Here I am in the middle of nowhere.
Strangely I had cell reception here and could post a twitpic.
Julie and I have been looking for a fixer upper.
This looks great.
Rustic detailing, with plenty of natural light.
Avoid the Joneses alltogether.
Forget the streets with no name.
Move to a town with no name.
In Maudlow the rain started coming down
A sign warned "impasable when wet"
At the top of the climb into gallatin valley the rain peaked.
It was windy wet and cold.
I took refuge behind a silo.
After putting on all of my clothes I set out into the rain.
After riding about 20' I realized I had a flat (2nd of the day)
After fixing the flat in the rain and the mud I set out again.
The rain was gone.
Now I just needed to roll 20 miles down to Bozeman.
There were no cars.
North end of the Bridger moutains.
The sun came back and that is Bozeman down there.
Here is a link to the ride on earth sweet country riding
This ride gave me plenty of ideas for future rides.
Roubiax anyone?
There are also many more sweet roads out here.
Here are some old photos of the train that used to make this run.
Thank you for coming, and please come again,
Emule (lets go ride?)
