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Sunrise on the road to Wolf Point, Montana |
Known as the "Granddaddy
of Montana Rodeos," Wolf Point is the home of the annual
Wild Horse Stampede, held during the second weekend of July. Wolf Point is the largest community in
the Ft. Peck Indian Reservation. Sitting in the Missouri River Valley, it is a quaint and lovely
little town. Population during the last census was noted at approximately 2600.
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Riding down the endless road |
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My solution to the unrelenting sun |
I departed Circle during the
wee hours of the morning, while it was still quite dark, in order to avoid the
heat as there is no shade on the route from Circle to Wolf Point. I arrived early and had a
leisurely breakfast where I met Robin Atkins (beadlast.blogspot.com) and
Lunnette Higdon-Hertel who were vacationing together. They invited me to join
their table for breakfast so that I could tell them a bit about my trip. I
found their travels far more interesting than mine! Robin bicycled around Europe in the 70s and Lunnette
sounds like she was a true flower child who hitchhiked all over the United States and Canada about that same period of
time. Robin is an artist while Lunnette is a calligrapher who has a friend or
relative who works at the same university is my son-in-law, Kevin Ward.
Additionally her husband has a little boat, Friday Harbor Cruises, which offers
cruises around the San Juan Islands. Being so close to my daughter’s home, most
certainly we will look them up to see about taking a cruise sometime in
the future. Small world!
Initially
I planned to continue on with my trip today, but the heat and the wind picked
up right around noon so decided to stay over.
Again I will leave early in the morning to avoid the heat. Tomorrow's goal will
be Glasgow or beyond. Hopefully the
weather will be cooler and there will be no wind.
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Wolf Point, MT |
Hi uncle Steve. Good to see your posts again. 41 years married to aunt Andrea? That's wonderful. Your marriage has always been my inspiration. We are on 19. Hard to believe how fast time flies. My dad owned a home on Friday harbor. We always kick ourselves for not visiting him there. Keep on bicycling!
ReplyDeleteAunt, flys, Harbor. Geez. Three weeks out of school and I already forget how to spell and correctly use capitalization.
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