interstate riding. it’s legal here in Montana
brushing my teeth in the grocery store bathroom after a tough night of sleeping outside
heading to Roundup. 101 miles of pretty much nothing
the last water i would see for a while
Ingomar, home of the Jersey Lilly
and so it goes, on and on forever…
that’s a big sky
so cute and soft
at the end of the last day of riding
this is me after 82 days and 3500 miles of riding. not bad, i suppose.
the bike, after 3500 miles on this journey so far. looking good.
old homesteaders’ structures. this was taken from inside a car, not from on a bike.