The sun slouched behind the jagged peaks cradling Saint Mary Lake, smearing the sky with molten orange and lazy lavender. A soft breeze skimmed the water, sending ripples toward the shore as we rode in our tourist boat, the hush of waves against the hull the only sound. She rested her head on my shoulder, our fingers woven together like ivy on an old fence, both mesmerized by the mountains’ perfect reflection in the glassy lake. The air, sharp with pine and damp earth, felt worlds away from the honking chaos they’d left behind. And in that quiet, wrapped in the vastness of Glacier National Park, our love felt just as steady, just as endless.
Month: September 2024
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The Descent into Freedom
Dust curled up behind my tires in lazy spirals as I pedaled deeper into the Montana wilderness. Our last day at the campground outside Bigfork, and I needed… no, I needed… one final ride to seal the trip. Something smooth, something that would leave me grinning like an idiot, the kind of ride that wraps everything up into a story worth telling.
Last Camp Spot But, of course, adventure had other plans.
The climbs dragged on, the dust hung thick, and with every grinding pedal stroke, doubt gnawed at the edges of my resolve. This wasn’t the ride I’d pictured. More than once, I thought about turning back, but stubbornness (or stupidity, let’s be honest) kept me pushing forward. The wilderness stretched out in every direction, and reality settled in… I’d gone way farther than I’d realized. If something went sideways, I wasn’t sure how I’d get back.
And then… the descent.
It started as a whisper of momentum… then a full-throttle rush. The trail dipped and twisted, threading through the trees in long, sweeping arcs. The wind roared past my ears, the world blurring into nothing but speed and flow. And then… that view. Flathead Lake sprawled out below, catching the afternoon sun in streaks of gold and blue. The ride had tested me, nearly broken me, but now? Now, it was giving me exactly what I’d come for. It was perfect.
And then, just like that, I was back.
Back at work… Back in routine… Back to the weight of structure after a week of wide-open freedom. The contrast hit hard. Just days ago, the world felt boundless… no schedules, no emails, no deadlines breathing down my neck. Now, it’s meetings and expectations, a slow, grinding climb into something that doesn’t feel quite as free.
But maybe that’s just the climb.
Maybe the return to routine is the struggle… the long uphill that feels like it’ll never end. And maybe the freedom, the joy, the reward… maybe that part is still ahead. Because if there’s one thing that ride taught me, it’s this…
Freedom The struggle makes the descent so damn good.
And the best rides? They always start with a climb.
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Our Going to the Sun
Glacier National Park’s legendary Going-to-the-Sun Road, winding through rugged peaks and jaw-dropping vistas, is a must for any road tripper craving epic mountain scenery. From the breathtaking heights of Logan Pass to the untamed wilderness stretching in every direction, this iconic drive delivers nonstop beauty. Whether you’re chasing golden September light for landscape photography, filming an adventure documentary, or simply soaking in one of America’s most stunning national parks, this scenic highway belongs on every bucket list. Ready for an unforgettable outdoor escape? Montana’s calling.
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September Shenanigans: MTB Trails, FroMo, and Goofy Times
September was a month of pedal-pushing adventures and goofy fun, kicking off with a memorable MTB ride at Como with my best buddy, Chad from Red Barn Bicycles in Hamilton, Montana. There’s something about the crisp air and the rugged trails there that sets the perfect stage for MTB thrills.
Next up was Disco Bike Park with Mo – a place that’s as fun as it sounds. Imagine whizzing down trails with the sun peeking through the trees, the sound of our bikes mingling with the natural symphony of the outdoors. It’s the kind of experience that stays with you.
The highlight, though, had to be the weekend in Whitefish at the Bike Park. Calling it my favorite doesn’t do it justice. It’s a paradise for bikers – trails of every kind, from the adrenaline-pumping to the serene, surrounded by stunning scenery that looks like it’s been lifted from a postcard.
In between these escapades, Mo and I found time to explore closer to home, discovering the beauty of blanket flowers. These little bursts of color dotting the landscape were a reminder of nature’s simple pleasures.
The epic rides to Snowbowl were something else. There’s a sense of achievement when you conquer those trails, a mix of endurance and thrill that’s hard to replicate elsewhere.
Kellogg Bike Park (Silver Mountain) was another standout, where eating FroMo (or was it FroYo?) and doing downhill runs became our routine. Imagine the rush of downhill biking combined with the sweet taste of frozen treats – it’s an unbeatable combo.
Finally, back in Missoula, the goofing around never stopped. Whether it was impromptu races down neighborhood streets or simply chilling in the backyard, these moments added a light-hearted balance to the high-octane adventures of the month.
And as always, here are some resources to enhance your day:
- Red Barn Bicycles – Check out their range of MTBs and gear.
- Discover Como Trails – A guide to the trails at Como.
- Whitefish Bike Park Guide – Plan your trip with trail maps and tips.
- Snowbowl Adventure Trails – Everything you need for your next ride.
- Kellogg Bike Park Experiences – Info on trails, gear, and more.
September was a reminder of how bikes can turn ordinary days into extraordinary memories. Here’s to many more adventures on two wheels! 🚵♂️🌲🍂
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September Splendors at Legacy Bike Park
As September painted the world in its early autumn hues, we found ourselves gearing up for a weekend at the legendary Legacy Bike Park. Imagine a place where time slows down just enough for you to savor every moment, and that’s exactly what Legacy offered.
Our adventure kicked off with an incredible sunset on Friday evening. The sky above Legacy was like an artist’s canvas, streaked with oranges, pinks, and purples. It felt like nature was putting on a show just for us, setting the stage for the weekend ahead.
Saturday was all about Slopestyle MTB. 
The thrill of watching riders defy gravity. 
Performing jaw-dropping aerial stunts, was simply electrifying. We couldn’t help but be in awe of their skill and bravery as they soared through the air, each jump more daring than the last.
Legacy is more than just a spectator’s paradise; it’s a rider’s dream. We spent hours exploring the bike park, our tires humming against the dirt trails. The park’s diverse terrain challenged us, thrilled us, and left us wanting more. And when our legs needed a break, the shuttle rides up the hill were a godsend, offering a chance to catch our breath and chat with fellow biking enthusiasts.
Of course, with such a popular destination, there was the inevitable waiting in line. But even this became an experience in itself. We swapped stories with other riders, shared tips, and even made a few new friends. The community spirit at Legacy Bike Park was palpable, making every minute enjoyable, even those spent in line.
As each day wound down, we retreated to our campsite. Camping at Legacy was an experience unto itself. The nights were filled with the comforting crackle of campfires, the aroma of roasting marshmallows, and the soft strumming of a guitar somewhere in the distance. Under a blanket of stars, we relived the day’s adventures and dreamt of the trails we’d tackle next.
Breathtaking sunsets Legacy Bike Park in September was more than just a weekend getaway; it was a vivid tapestry of experiences, each thread more colorful than the last. From breathtaking sunsets to adrenaline-fueled rides, and the simple joy of camping, it was a reminder of how exhilarating and enriching a weekend can be.
Resources to Enhance Your Day:
Legacy Bike Park Official Website: Find all the information about trails, park hours, and amenities at Legacy Bike Park.Slopestyle MTB Techniques and Tips: Enhance your Slopestyle skills with tips and tricks from professionals.
Mountain Bike Shuttle Services: A directory of shuttle services available for mountain bikers.
Camping Essentials for Mountain Bikers: A comprehensive checklist from REI to ensure you’re well-prepared for your camping experience.
Social Skills for Waiting in Line: Psychology Today offers insights on how to make waiting in line a more pleasant and social experience.
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Mystery in the Garden
The Enigma of the Yellow Fruits Ever stumbled upon something so peculiar in your backyard that it left you scratching your head in wonder? Well, I sure did, and it’s a tale worth sharing!
Just the other day, while meandering in my garden, camera in hand (because you never know when nature decides to show off), I stumbled upon something extraordinary. Attached to a seemingly ordinary branch were two round, patterned objects. At first glance, I mistook them for some exotic fruit or perhaps seeds from a plant unknown to my amateur botanist’s mind.
These objects were a vibrant yellow, speckled with intricate brown patterns that could easily rival the beauty of a peacock’s feathers. The precision of these patterns made me wonder if Mother Nature had taken up lessons in art! The backdrop to this curious discovery was a blend of blurred greens and browns, a testament to the hidden gems found in the lap of nature.
But it wasn’t just the fruits that caught my eye. There, among the greenery, was a leaf that told a story of its own. It was green with a prominent central vein, speckled with lighter spots. Was this a sign of natural variation, or perhaps a subtle cry for help from the plant? Nature’s nuances never cease to amaze!
As I stood there, lost in thought, the photographer in me sprung into action. Snap! The moment was captured. Back home, I found myself still thinking about those mysterious fruits. Were they a rare find, or had I just not noticed them before?
So, here I am, sharing this little adventure with you. And as I ponder over the identity of these intriguing garden dwellers, I invite you to take a moment and appreciate the small wonders that nature tucks away in our everyday lives. After all, isn’t life all about finding joy in the little things?
Resources to Enhance Your Day:
- Mystery Plants of the World – Dive into the world of unusual flora.
- Photography Tips for Gardeners – Capture nature’s beauty like a pro.
- The Botanist’s Handbook – Your guide to understanding plant life.
- Nature Walks Near You – Discover the hidden gems in your neighborhood.
- The Art of Nature – Explore the intersection of art and nature.
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Mountain Magic at Silver Mountain
There’s something about Kellogg, Idaho that whispers of untamed adventure and wild serenades. Picture this: a day dawning with golden sunlight spilling over gondolas at Silver Mountain Bike Park. It’s not just a day; it’s the start of an exhilarating chapter in the book of outdoor thrills.
Our ascent in the gondola was like stepping into a new world. The air was fresher, crisper, as if inviting us to leave behind everything but our sense of adventure. And as our bikes hit the trails, the real magic began. Imagine a symphony of spinning wheels harmonizing with the rustle of leaves, all set against the backdrop of towering pines and their earthy, comforting scent.
The trails at Silver Mountain are like ribbons winding through the forest, each turn unraveling new wonders. We glimpsed wildlife darting through the underbrush, felt the gentle caress of the breeze, and heard the echo of our laughter as it danced through the trees. It’s not just biking; it’s an immersive experience that stitches you into the very fabric of nature.
Then there was the glade – a sun-dappled sanctuary where time seemed to pause. Our bikes leaned against ancient trunks as we soaked in the tranquility, the kind of peace that you can only find in the heart of the wilderness.
As the day drew to a close, the sky morphed into a canvas of brooding clouds, signaling our retreat to the campsite. Nestled in the embrace of nature, we shared stories and warmth, the day’s adventures turning into memories under the watchful eye of the evening sky.
In Kellogg, at Silver Mountain, every pedal stroke was more than just a movement; it was a verse in our mountain ballad, a tribute to the raw, unbridled beauty of the landscape. It’s a place where adventure sings in the air, and every visit writes a new line in your story of outdoor escapades.
Resources to Enhance Your Day:
- Silver Mountain Bike Park Guide: Explore the trails and plan your adventure with this comprehensive guide.
- Kellogg Wildlife Watch: Learn about the local wildlife you might encounter on your ride.
- Mountain Biking Essentials: A checklist to ensure you’re prepared for the trails.
- Idaho’s Natural Wonders: Discover more breathtaking outdoor spots in Idaho.
- Campfire Tales: Tips for the perfect end-of-day storytelling session under the stars.
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One Last Adventure
Waterfall at Pine Creek 
Mo goes it alone on a hike. 
All the while … 
I Bike up to George Lake 
The we move to our new abode We are obviously in Missoula Montana new but this look back keeps perspective. From being alone and only our bikes and each other to many many good friends. This week we met up for many, many trips to the ImaginNation Brewery … did I say that right? Spell that right?
In any case, see you all at the Legacy Bike Park.
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1998 UCI Mountain Bike World Championships
I was there.
The 1998 UCI Mountain Bike World Championships were held in Mont-Sainte-Anne, Quebec, Canada from 14 to 20 September 1998. The disciplines included were cross-country and downhill. The event was the 9th edition of the UCI Mountain Bike World Championships and the second to be held in Canada, following the 1992 World Championships in Bromont.
Wikipedia
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Flashback
Long lost moments I miss. 
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Finding Crevice
The last day in Gardiner Montana we decided to do the one trail we have never explored. It is now the 26th day in Missoula. It gets better by the day.
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Last Gardiner Photos
I used to love riding my bike along the old tracks leading out to the Old Yellowstone Trail. 
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Ross’s Fairy Trail
An e-bike adventure to take in some of my favorites in the Bridger Range. -
The Little Things
Bees, flowers, and things. Last night did a TNR Spinal Tap edition. I am home. My heart is full.
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Was it a dream?
Now that this daemon is at bay. 
And this doesn’t pull me away. The animals miss us. 
And this is no longer a reality. 
Or this. 
Was it a dream? Let me just post a paragraph. This will officially be a paragraph as I start writing. So I want to write stuff again. But my imagination and creative juices must be primed. May this post start that pump.
On 2nd thought, nah. I’m just not ready.
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Remembering the old PLACE
As an added bonus some bike p***.
The new place is not only located in a more mountain bike-able region but also we are in the exact opposite of minimal living. We have tons of room and best of all bikes don’t have to be in our living space. I am putting together a walk through of the new place today. Stay tuned.
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