Thank you all for the kind words and encouragement that folks in Whitehall and the area are not representative of the person in Cardwell.
For the record, the gas station/RV Park/Casino is in Cardwell. It doesn’t have septic and folks have to drive to Whitehall and use the Whitetail RV Park there. I can’t find where we’ve written the name of the RV Park but it changed name and owners and are trying to get back on its feet from the actions of the previous owner.
The list goes very long for our stay there in Whitehall because from the very beginning Justin, who was managing the property that day, was gracious, obliging and welcoming. He moved his trailer so that we can pitch our tents, he gave my wife a soda after her long ride (which was big for her), he allowed us to use his grill and even broke bread with us. He was fantastic.
The Whitetail RV Park (I think that’s the name) also has a laundry that they allow the townspeople to use as well as a car wash. Justin was great and from the comments of residents of Whitehall he would have made you proud. Justin is how we remember Whitehall, MT.
I’m sorry if there was some confusion about where the event occurred. We remember Whitehall fondly.
THANK YOU, JUSTIN!!
Gorgeous day. 64*
Mahlique got his classes scheduled and I was uploading photos. We left the Horat family as we found them: Happy. Such a wonderful visit with them. I wish it could have been with all of their children but the two who were still home, as far as I’m concerned, made up for those not present. Thank you Terry Tignon for offering their name as possible hosts. They were the first on the second list (pastor Ed and wife were already hosting others and could not accommodate us at this time) and accepted us immediately.
Thank you, again, John and Tanya for hosting us. It was one of the many great visits that we’ve had along our tour from the many wonderful and beautiful people of this country.
In total, the drive to Corvallis, MT yesterday added an additional 7 miles to our ride that day and it officially became the longest ride we’ve had so far in 86.33. It’s amazing (yes, that word keeps coming up), but I am amazed at the fact that as we count the miles the YC’s don’t bat an eye at 50 anymore. They’ve moved beyond that in mental and physical strength. What an accomplishment!!
We took the bike path all way from Corvallis/Hamilton to Missoula, MT.
Joseph had four stops due to air leaking from his tire. 2 new tubes, two pinch flats and it was finally discovered that he was damaging the valve housing when he was inserting the tube.
Missoula Our Adventure Cycling visit. Met Greg Stiles, one of the founders, and got a great tour. Also we got photographed because we cycled in to visit. I also got to meet Ms. @acaRoutes herself, Jenn! What a cool day.
Had great burritos at Taco Del Soul, a nice joint down the street from Adv Cycling. We camped at the KOA Missoula.
My hair’s grown long and I look like George Jefferson but there’s not a thing I can do about it.
This morning everyone woke up positive and active. The boys and I took down our tent and quickly rushed to get the muffins which were laid out for breakfast. After that the crew headed out without me since I was on punishment and cycled for about 2 1/2 hours until the break. I handed out bananas to everyone and made sure that they were ready and had whatever they needed.
It was a pretty easy ride since they only had to cycle 50-60 miles and the weather was smooth and nice.
We recommend the KOA Campground in Dillon, MT as the place to stay. Bob, Pam and staff are phenomenal hosts
727 W Park St Dillon, Mt 59725 United States N 45.21916°, W -112.65004° Accuracy: 25 m http://maps.google.com/maps?q=loc:45.2192%2C-112.65
So, we were on our way to Whitehall, MT and the ride was fantastic. Kyvon had to get in the van, again, because he broke his seat post clamp. Now, he has to stay in the van for 5 days until Rich can arrive with the part needed to fix it.
Anyway, a giant storm came out of nowhere so we decided to wait it out. We put our bikes up against a bench on the side of a store and headed for shelter. Shortly thereafter, a truck pulled up to my mom. The whole time I was thinking it was just another nice citizen telling her how cool the trip was, but boy was I wrong. According to him “(y)our kind wasn’t welcomed to stay” on his property. Maybe when he said “(y)our kind” he meant cyclists but when questioned further he looked at Ibn and Brentton and said to my mom “you know what I mean”. We left and cycled about 8 miles in the rain. By this time it was nearly passed and although it was cold it was a light rain and not a storm.
At the RV campground in Whitehall we met a guy named Justin who was pretty cool and nice. Much nicer than the man just 8 miles up the road. He let us use his grill and in return we gave him dinner. He was managing the campgrounds that night. By the way, dinner this year is great! Each night it’s something new. We had Chili-Mac which is EVERYONE’S favorite.
After dinner, Jojo, Kyvon and I decided to take a walk. We ended up helping an older man put up a fence post in his yard.
Oh, yea. I forgot to say that we were 30 miles from the Meth (methamphetamine) capital of Montana. Meth is a BIG problem up here. Justing told me you could get it from ANYONE. That is some crazy stuff.
The campsite was OK and I got some OK rest. We awoke to another wet tent. We all got up and got our tents put up really fast. I think the fastest, so far. We ate muffins for breakfast and were out and on the road before 8am. That was a first and it felt great.
Today we reached the Rocky Mountains on our first trip to Yellowstone National Park. I was totally amazed at how much bigger the Rocky Mountains were than the mountains in North Carolina. The tips of the caps on the mountains had snow on them. At one of our stops we got to feel and touch it (on top of Bear Tooth Hwy). We acted as if we had never seen snow before. We also got to see many waterfalls surrounded by evergreen trees. The water was so cold because of the melting snow and ice into the newly created streams that turn into the rivers below. I have many great pictures of this phenomenal experience.
I was so excited when I heard we were having chili macaroni tonight. The last time we had this for dinner, I went back for thirds. But before we could eat this meal each of the campers went in a circle and said something nice about each other. After dinner, we had to set up our tents because we were afraid of the bears getting to us late at night.
In Yellowstone National Park you have to take extreme precaution when it comes to cleaning up after yourself because of the animals. One thing I noticed is that at night is it gets really cold and sometimes it’s hard to sleep. Good thing I was fully covered for bed.
Badlands Visit, a set on Flickr.
We packed the wet tents and headed toward our next stop of Medora, ND to camp and visit Theodore Roosevelt National Park and the Paha Ska – White Hills (well known as the Badlands). We learned the Lakota word for it is Mako Ce Wankankil (Mahko Che Wha Khan Kil).
We stayed the night at Sully Creek State Park in ND. It was a nice campsite at the base of a cliff. We quickly setup tents so they would dry from last night’s rain. The ground was gray and muddy. Horses were nearby and our noses pleasantly reminded us of that fact.
When the tents were complete and lunch was had we visited Theodore Roosevelt National Park and learned of his early life. In the visiting center there was the cabin that he stayed in during his visits to the Badlands. The cabin was mostly the original beams with the exception of the header. Some of the furniture was original.
We visited the ND Badlands and had our first encounter with the prairie dog colonies. We hiked along a trail that went above a river which reminded me of a picture out of the Grand Canyon. We saw prairie dogs and bison by the roadside.
Jeimy was nicknamed AJ for Adventurous Jeimy as she loved to explore.
During one of the hikes through the Badlands we found a cute and small horned toad.
SnR Youth Cyclist visit to ND Badlands in Theodore Roosevelt National Park
Today we hiked around Jenny Lake in the Grand Teton. It was about a 9 mile loop. the sights were beautiful. The Hidden Falls was my favorite because I love the sound of waterfalls and the cool wind that the waterfall gives off. The hike to the top of the falls was nice and shaded, too. While we were there we met another group of cyclists. They were biking for cancer (4K for Cancer). It was cool talking to them.
After visiting the falls we started to hike back down towards the lake. It took us about an hour and a half to reach where we were going to stop for lunch. By the time we got there big cumulonimbus clouds had formed and the wind picked up. Because we were hiking we decided to wait out the storm which took about an hour. With no more rain in sight we hightailed it back to the van. Bob, Kevin and my mom treated us to burgers and fries afterwards for dinner; it was pretty good.
I hope that in the coming years I can revisit the Grand Tetons and surrounding areas. I’m glad that I came on this trip because of all the beautiful scenery and the chance to meet and get to know new people. Thank you to all the people that helped make this trip possible for us all! It has been truly an amazing adventure.
July 12 SnR #acaLewisClark Tour of Discovery – Side track visit to #NatlParkService Yellowstone Park
Chance of Rain:10%Wind: SSE at 4 mph Humidity:34%
UV Index:10 – Sunrise: 5:49 am Moonset: 3:37 pm Moonphase:Waning Crescent
Chance of Rain:10%Wind: SW at 3 mph Humidity:55%
Sunny Right Now
Right Now Updated: Jul 12, 2012, 9:25am MDT
From SE 1mph WIND
We camped at Grant Village campgrounds. It rained last night and it came in like it owned the place. 100ft tall pines bowed to its powerful winds and told us of the oncoming storm. We did a round robin of “what I like about you” with the YCs. Just as the last person was set to go the approaching storm interrupted everything.
Dinner settings were quickly put away and I rinsed off the dishes and dashed into the tent. It was a chilly night.
?Tonight we’re going to stay at Bridge Bay campgrounds today and tomorrow. All campsites were full in the whole park and our stay at Grant Village was a one nighter. While we await checkin at the new campsite we’re going to see Old Faithful and tour the grounds there.
We passed the Continental Divide this morning. Any rainfall east of it flows to the Missouri River and the Atlantic Ocean, west of it goes to the Pacific Ocean. Photo Op!
Our first stop is Old Faithfull. It went off just after schedule; what about that? Faithful, indeed. Traffic as usual was not particularly BAD if you come from a big city. More like what we get in Chapel Hill at “rush hour”. But there’s always something to stop for in Yellowstone-a bear, elk, bison, prairie dog.
Leaving Old Faithful we started climbing a hill when Suepinda glanced out the window and Beezo Jeezo, isn’t that Michelle?! As soon as we could we doubled back; had to be a qtr mile or so. We couldn’t find the woman on the bike. We continued down the hill for another mile and a half and there she was, bookin’ it at about 30 mph. We stopped to chat. Imagine that!! We weren’t supposed to see her until Portland and here a chance meeting at the crossroads of Yellowstone. Backstory– Michelle left Chapel Hill one week prior to the SnR departure and was traveling alone across the US and making good time. The girls are so inspired by her audacious tenacity and her self reliance. They want to be like her and she humbly wants to be like them. I think they’re equal in their ambition. Take away the age difference and their stories are truly inspirational.
Then we saw the Brink of the Falls in the Grand Canyon of Yellowstone. The falls have a zig zag path down from the top to the lookout point. I don’t know how far and long it was down but, believe me, you noticed it. Specially, on the way back up. Passed the Mud Vaults of hot boiling mud. The smell of sulphur permeated the air with always a comment from the YCs about it. After the falls we headed back to camp at Bridge Bay for the night and encountered more traffic.
Leaving Billings, MT and the KOA campgrounds we headed toward the Bear Tooth Highway. A beautiful mountain pass into Wyoming. Yellowstone National Park is only 120+ miles away thru the pass. We expect it to take us 3hrs.
We climbed to the highest point in the US and overlooked mountains! 1000+ ft from the top we saw a turnout that allowed a view of a recessed area that was being fed by melting snow and there was a lake there! Well, a very large pond on top of the mountain. We began our trek to the edge of the lake. On the way we slid in the snow, saw beautiful (how many times will I use that word on this blog) flora and lush scenery. It was breathtaking, literally. Because, on the way back up the hill at that elevation every time I crouched to take a photo of a flower I arose breathless. But the air was CLEAN and recovery was quick.
We hit a lookout point where the squirrels were everywhere. The photos tell the story better than I can convey the experience. Please, by all means, enjoy.