We had a bit of 'excitement' during the night. We were awakened by a car alarm and screaming. My first thought was a bear even though we thought we were out of bear country, and I was ready to lock myself in the bathroom. But it was just a fight among people (in the RVs), and it quieted down after the police arrived.
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| Looking back at Square Butte |
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| Approaching Square Butte |
We started 'early' and started the day with a climb away from the river. Our lunch stop was in Geraldine (named after Geraldine Rockefeller), and it's always obvious people are used to seeing cyclists. They're happy to fill our water bottles, and the woman here told us we could hang out as long as we wanted (it was getting hot). Since it was hot and we knew we had a big climb ahead, we stopped in Square Butte to top up our water bottles. The cluster of buildings called Square Butte is named after a huge butte by the same name. We had been riding toward it all morning, and about the 5 miles down the road, we turned northwest along side of it into a strong headwind and started climbing (it's best not to know exactly what you're getting into sometimes). The wind was really treacherous, and I had to stop a couple of times to keep from being blown over. Dave, of course, pedals along way ahead of me as though it's a normal day's ride. The climb was about 6 miles, and from the top we looked back and realized we were on the other side of Square Butte. What a view! Then the payoff. We turned east and the tailwind pushed us into Denton. But when we arrived, it appeared that nothing was open. The restrooms in the city park where we were supposed to camp were locked, and there was no water. We thought we'd be eating granola bars for dinner. Dave rode back into town while I contemplated our situation, and found a bar (with food) open. The kid working there said bikers had been camping right across the street in the little city park where at least there were open restrooms. Only our second night so far without showers. So we watched kids playing basketball and playing on the play equipment before we turned in. Not such a bad way to end the day.
(Pictures are out of order. Can't figure out how to fix it.)
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| Sweet riding after the climb |
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| Leaving Fort Benton |
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