For pure cycling, there may be no better place to ride than southwest Montana. The roads are good, there are almost no cars or trucks, and the scenary is surprisingly beautiful. I did the route we are following back in 2001, and I remember as some of the best cycling on all of my Timberline trips. I also know of a hill three days from now that you can easily hit 50+ mph.
Attached is a photo of some beautiful horses I saw near the beginning of todays ride.
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine
He's got a daughter he calls Easter
She was born on a Tuesday night
I'm just wondering why I feel so all alone
Why I'm a stranger in my own life
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine
- Sheryl Crow
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