Time well spent: Montana

Things started off well once we finally left Missoula. However, after a fifty plus mile first day and a good second morning to Ovando, my stomach began to betray me in ways I refuse to describe in print. I’m not sure where everything went bad inside me, but the bottom line is that rest, water, and a little over the counter meds were required to get me back on the saddle.

This is kind of a half-ass post, and I apologize for the mass confusion of pictures. I was to under the weather to take proper pictures, and I promise to do better. For now, here is something to look at. Cheers!

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Nick jumping in the river

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Camping by the river

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Ovando

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Off the pavement, and into the dirt

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About here is where things went bad for me. But somehow we are now in Bozeman. Thanks to the yellow truck stranger, and Doug.

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Swimming in Bozeman, with new friends.

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You let us stay, we cook. Thanks Doug and Alex. You guys are the best!

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