Day 5 - Dillon to Red Lodge
It was supposed to be a nice short ride arriving at Red Lodge early in the afternoon. I did not take into account Ray's on the fly routing skills.
We did some fine dining for breakfast at Micky D's this morning because Ray likes Micky's D's coffee. Ray also likes ripping the heads off of baby chicks.
We rolled out of Dillon at 8AM and headed east on Montana 41 towards Twin Bridges where we turned on Hwy 287. Ray tried to blast right through Nevada City without stopping but I pulled a move on Ray like Rossi pulled on Marquez and got him to turn around so we could have a Kodak moment....
Not sure why these photos seem so washed out. This photo of an old gold dredger is better....
Ray wanted to take a small detour up to the Big Sky Ski Resort to get a photo as a way of saying thanks to Big Sky who recently tragically pasted away. Ray had used some materials that Big Sky had sent Ray in planning this trip....
We then continued on to West Yellowstone where Ray made a decision that we should go down to Old Faithful on this day rather than do it during the rally. He also tried to pick up the female park ranger at the gate and started backing up traffic. I had to get off my bike and kick his butt. At first he justed wanted to go to Old Faithful, take a quick photo and leave. I insisted that if we were going to go there we needed to wait for the geyser to blow otherwise all we would see is a hole in the ground and I was not game for that. Jeff and I out voted Ray.
But the tourist traffic both getting there and leaving was tough to deal with.
We finally cleared the traffic and exited the park at the Northeast Gate and headed up the Beartooth Pass. Fun times except when Ray almost got taken out by a SUV that made an unannounced left turn into a pullout just as Ray was lining up a pass. It was close. We stopped at the summit to have a look around...
It was very windy and cool and I almost got blown over so I started heading down the other side and stopped at the lookout that I remembered from the last time I was there...
The chipmunks were still just a brazen as last time I was there too...
From there We headed the rest of the way down into Red Lodge. George (escapeartist), Jim (Fontanaman) and some of the other PNW crew had arrived earlier in the day and we chatted them up for a while before heading into town for dinner.
Our route for the day....