Day 25 – June 25 – Miles City, MT to Glendive, MT – 80 miles

I utilized the McDonalds in town for a quick breakfast before getting up to the freeway exit to start the day of cycling. My route continued northeast on the freeway alongside the Lewis and Clark trail on Old Highway 10 and the Yellowstone River.

Dizzy Diner provided a good lunch in Terrry, MT. I had the special, attracted by the price and not the food itself. The bacon-wrapped beef hot dog was better than expected however, and the fries were of good quality. A caramel roll topped off the meal, and I left after taking a picture of the fine establishment:

Nothing surprised me all of the way to Glendive as the landscape continued without change.

Getting to Glendive, numerous options concerning where to stay confronted me. Makoshika State Park was an option, but it was still on the southwest part of Glendive and it would include a bit of a trek off of my intended path.

I looked on my phone and found a campground on the east side of town. After haggling over the price of my site for the night, I landed a considerable discount. The campground, close to the western border of North Dakota, was quite full for it being mid-week. Then I realized many of the campers there likely housed people in the oil industry. The oil boom even had an impact out here.

My campsite was nestled between two guys working in ND and a mother and son from Canada who were visiting relatives down here in the states. The Canadiens offered me some of their food, which I gladly accepted to compliment my chili, while the two buff oil workers offered nothing but loud music and obnoxious shouting between them.

This is my last night here in Big Sky Country.

Day 20 – June 20th – Bozeman, MT to Billings, MT – 143 miles – A personal best single-day mileage total

Yep. You read that right folks. 143 miles today. I didn’t anticipate making it this far at the beginning of the day, but helpful tailwinds for the first couple hours of the morning and early afternoon really helped my cause.

Bozeman Pass was the first obstacle of the day. Not too hard, but a steady climb for sure. On my way down from the pass, severe crosswinds blew over a fifth-wheel and a truck into the ditch.

Bozeman Pass:

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At the top:

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In Livingston I stopped at a small bike shop for a little tune-up, and they said those blowovers are pretty common.

After eating at Gil’s Goods, just a few blocks down from the Timber Trails bike shop, I was ready to rock and my bike was ready to roll. Due to construction, I took Old Clyde Park road out of town. And, before reaching the interstate, had a nasty encounter with the forceful wind as I biked south across the Yellowstone River.

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Back on the road.

The wind pushed me along. Mile after mile.

Across the high desert of central-eastern Montana I went. In Columbus, surprised at the rate I was cycling, I was able to find a host in Billings, still a little ways to go, and it was starting to get late.

About 20 miles west of Billings:

After the sunset, two flat tires, and 143 miles, Rambow (my bike) pulled into the driveway of my hosts. I was greeted warmly and offered a shower and food.

Ended the day sitting around a campfire with the hosts and a fellow cyclist who was staying with the same hosts as well.