Day fourteen.

From somewhere to somewhere else. 75 miles or so.

After filling up our water bottles, we headed off to pedal to Butte Montana. I broke A spoke the day before, and it was a chance to resupply at the grocery store.

This guy was an absolute gem. He stopped what he was doing, replaced the spoke and trued the wheel, and charge me $10.

More Trail Magic. This nice fellow saw us sitting at the edge of the road resting and he stopped to give us a cold soda and four granola bars.

This was another situation where it’s hard to believe this trail is intended to get us all the way to Mexico. Fun single track, but slow going with a loaded bike.

Huge sections of Forest are dying because of a beetle infestation. If left alone, it’s perfect fuel for fires, so the forestry service chops them up and makes little individual bonfires that they will burn at some point. We saw lots of instances after the burn takes place like 1 million little campfires.

This was our campsite for the night. You can’t win them all.