On Sunday, a cold and windy day, our route was 83 miles long, one of the longest days of our trip. Fortunately, the wind was strong and behind us, so we averaged over 16 mph, much faster than our usual speed of about 11 mph with baggage. Even with a long lunch stop at a restaurant/casino (it seems as though everything in Montana is a something/casino), we made it to our destination town of Chinook by mid-afternoon (leaving plenty of time to work on the book we're revising).
Carol's skullcap is not worn for religious purposes, but because she's about to take off in 39 degree weather at 8 am in Chester, MT
A sad sight on route
Almost every day since we began our west-to-east ride, we see 10-20 freight trains, each at least a mile long. It's great to see such heavy use of this energy-efficient means of transporting goods (and it fits in well with the "green" nature of our trip).
