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Remote perspective
What were you doing today in years past? Working remotely today from home. I miss someone already.
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Going around
So today I did not get out for a big adventure and lifes journey continues on from yestarday. It was the day for more social and family but today is good enough. Just like traying to navigate around a creek. Sometimes you dont find what you are looking for. But it is always good.
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Through life
A beautiful creek ran through life. I came upon the shore and realized that my plans had to change. No mater how much I wanted to stick to the plan and continue along my journey. I can only sit here and enjoy the view.
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The trip home
This is the final blog post in a series of three (1st one, 2nd one) about my weekend adventure, which I’ve dubbed #H2H. My trip home from Toll Mountain began later in the day, around 10 AM. This was significantly earlier than the noon start I had when traveling there. And I had an aggressive…
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Trail, storm, and folk festivals
This is a second blog post in a series of three #H2H about my weekend adventure. Something like rain simply sucks … sometimes. If it interrupts a ride with the introduction of hypothermia. And then on the other end of lifes spectrum a trail found is worth a million gold bouillon. Then there are things…
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Home to almost Homestake
This blog post is the first in a series of three or four short stories about last weekend’s adventure, which I’ve tagged as #H2H. The ride was conceived while I was driving back to Bozeman from Missoula two weeks ago, but as the sun rose on Friday, my day off didn’t start as expected. I…
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Im back, back in the bozone groove
I am back from Butte and owe everyone a post on the adventure. So for now while I get some rest and get caught up at work I will post a photo and links to my GPS track. I guess that tells most of the story. For the rest … stay tuned.
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The good old days
When you go over the Tobacco Root Pass in Montana it looks pretty interesting. But take the old highway and you will see the best parts. Be prepared for a dirt road. Boy did they have it all in the good old days.
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Be flexable
I think we all run into private property. There is always something else more interesting somewhere else so just go with the flow. Right?
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The beauty of turmoil
The bottom line is that your little world, even though “interesting”, makes up a larger more beautiful planet. So are we not all a part of something good?
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Home to Homestake
Howdy, folks! Bill here with some exciting plans for the weekend, and a little technical twist thrown in for good measure. So, hold onto your hats and let’s dive in! This weekend, I’ve got some bikepacking adventures on the horizon. The plan? To pedal my way from home all the way to Homestake Pass, where…
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Was today a mistake?
This morning I took a little longer way to work. I was riding my El marachi Ti and I was trying to figure out what was on my mind. This is a important day. “What happened today”, I thought to myself. July 12th … right? Oh yea … Last year today I was at the…
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What happens to rain when it falls
On the road to Missoula today … varoom!
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Bearish
On the road to Bozeman today …. varoom.
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Its a wash
Today is a wash so why not post ‘washy’ photos. It is my way of saying I give up. When I think this I am emotionally raising the flag and giving in to the powers of whatever it is that helps me survive. In short a ‘just get to the end of the day’ coping…
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Good bikepacking tips
Last Thursday I wrote, “It’s not my first choice for adventure, more like my 75th choice”. I was talking about the weekends plans to go bikepacking, or should I say fattybikepacking. Now that I have done my 75th choice I can say it has moved up to say … like … maybe 60th now. Not…
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Bird on a tire
Movie Rundown :: Mary(a grey crowned rosy finch, but that is maybe not really what she is) is a successful coffee house bird who can’t stand bikes, they seem to help the humans “cheat”. So she communicates her displeasure by chirping at them. BUT, she seems to have an inability to get over her love…
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Making the TNR
Last Thursday, I hustled to make it to Missoula in time for a classic – the Thursday Night Ride with the Missoula crew. It’s been ages since I last joined them. Riding my Fatty (Muckluk), I couldn’t quite keep up, especially after tackling a 24-hour race. But, I wasn’t lagging behind solo; I had company…