2007 July 13
311 miles
PNW TripDay 6
Friday
I had talked to Barb on the phone the night before and we decided to take a ride around the area today. Our ride grew into a small group of eight. Now this is a small group, but it is a group of riders that tend to ride solo. Speaking for myself, I'd prefer riding alone or with Sylvia, but will share the road occasionally with someone for a few miles - like when I met Norge Rider in Illinois and we rode to the next fuel stop together.
So here we go, a group of eight "solo" riders, led by a local rider from Bozeman, traveling together through some great scenery.
There's Barb, bonding with her new Zumo GPS before take-off.

Greg and Pat behind me.

Barb in front of me.

Stopping for a potty break.

A stop at Big Hole National Battlefield to appease us stamp collectors in the group.

"Eight lone wolves running in a temporary pack."




The logging truck sends some dust our way.











At this stop some of us donned our cool vests for the ride back into Missoula and Lolo. Temps have climbed over 100 this afternoon so far.
A cool vest is quilted with a polymer inside that will hold water when wet. I often wet down my bandana and long sleeve UnderArmor or mesh jacket, but a cool vest dries slower providing the evaporative cooling effect much longer. Notice the garden hose in the photo? Almost like it is there just for us to wet down our cool vests...


I found where it USED to be. It's now moved down the road and around the corner.

After getting my stamp, I stop by Barb's motel to cool off, then ride with a group to go eat at Jakers in Missoula.


The MTF stands for "Motorcycling Touring Forum" -- this is where I've met up with others that like to ride on a motorbike far and wide.
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