Rich's Montana Guest Ranch
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... so didn't get thru Bozeman Pass until around 1pm local time, too late in the day to be flying mountain passes in a little light airplane! They warn you about mountain flying between 10am and 4pm for good reason. But I lucked out again and the winds were light, so the bumps were tolerable.
I stayed the night with good friends Pat and Jack in Bozeman and the Highlander securely tied at the Bozeman/Galatin airport pilots shelter. ...
... to use my new French press mug. Even though I burnt my tongue in impatience, I was very happy with the coffee I made.
While I enjoyed my cup of Joe, I decided to do some exploring of the area. I walked over to the south end of Alva lake, which was absolutely gorgeous in the morning light. When I came back to camp and explored the other empty sites around me, I found a trailhead. I decided that would be a good place to hike for the day. ...
... beckoning. Finally I turned off on a tiny trail called 583D1, and that is where we are, probably literally miles and miles from the nearest human being. My crude altimeter says we're at about 6500 feet. Gonna be a long way back to 12. Tomorrow - further south and further east, though I should probably stop going east as I am already at the longitude of Salt Lake City.
... snickers, cereal bars, cake or bread and Nutella. Tea is cup-a-soup to start then quick cook flavored rice and saucisson for main, with hot chocolate for desert. For drink during the day we just drink surface water. We have a Steri-pen classic and pre-filter, which uses UV light to treat any water source. A 60 second blast for 1L. The pre-filter fits our Nalgene bottles and bladders. Until just now we hadn't had a shower since Fernie -10 days ago - so it's ...
... morning, we didn't leave until 11am. By now the sun was very hot, and so made it even harder work. The miles went by slowly. Thankfully Ovando was en route, a lovely sleepy little town in the middle of nowhere. Population 50, dogs 100! It is the dog-sledding capital and draws mutts and mushers from all over. We sat and had a cold coke in the shade, chatting to Ron and Vivian until we felt human enough to get back on the bikes. We travelled through ...