Home at last!

What a great trip.

Other than some rain in Red Lodge, Montana, a quart of oil in Barry's bike (It's a Harley, what can I say), Quin getting pulled over by a cop (twice) and a dirty hydraulic line on Jeff's bike, the trip was without incident. We shared some good times together, and adventured into some new realms. (What goes on in Sturgis, stays in Sturgis)

We're already looking forward to another trip next year.

Here are some recap pictures of the trip:

Until next year...

Today we climbed from an elevation of 6,600 in Red Lodge, Montana to an elevation of 11,000 on the summit of the Bear Tooth Hwy. It was a beautiful drive, with amazing views.




Here we are at one of the turn out on the Bear Tooth.

A lot of construction stops along the Bear Tooth.

The gang over-looking the Bear Tooth Valley.

Entering the Northeast Gate of Yellowstone Park.

Biker dudes at Old Faithful.

Biker dudes letting off a little steam.

Biker dudes at the falls.

A bonding moment.

An exciting moment at Old Faithful.

Leaving Yellowstone Park.









Tonight we are staying at the Flat Rock Campground in Max's Inn, Idaho. It's been a fun-filled day of a lot of sightseeing. We are all missing our families and eager to drive for home tomorrow.

Until then...

Day Five

Today we left South Dakota and crossed into Wyoming, then up into Montana. The day was hot, dry and sticky. It was pretty much a day of just going from one location to another.

Mike

David

Jared

Quin

Jeff

Brad

We did very well today in avoiding the rain, except for our last 10 miles into Red Lodge, Montana.

We sought shelter under a Sinclar awning.

Our camp for the night at the Red Lodge KOA. Tomorrow we will be traveling over the Beartooth Hwy, one of the premier motorcycle routes.

Today was a bitter/sweet day. When we arrived at camp I had received a message from Penny that her mother had passed away. She was a very classy woman, who will be greatly missed.

Thank you Olive Mae Crowton for leaving a wonderful legacy. May God take you into His loving arms.

Until we meet again.

Day Four

First thing this morning, we got ready, cleaned up, put on our best clothes and attended the LDS Church meeting in Sturgis. With our presence, we doubled the attendance. The locals were very happy that we came. One of the members who gave the closing prayer, even prayed for our safety on the road.

Barry even attended... and the building did not fall in, nor did fire come down from heaven. You can't see it in this picture, but Barry wore his hawaiian shirt and shorts to Church.

All our bikes parked outside the Church.

Gary, new to long distance riding, has been doing pretty well, considering his uncomfortable sit.

David is growing out his beard to blend in with the crowd. I think he'll need three more years of no shaving and baths before he'll totally blend in with the crowd here.

BFF's forever!

Barry has worn these same shorts this whole trip.

Jeff has acclimated quite well to the Sturgis environment with his new black leather vest.

Mike and myself are the token old guys. It takes all our combined strength and persuasive powers to keep this group in line.

Later in the day we had a close encounter of the third kind at Devil's Tower. We didn't see ET, but we saw a lot of weird people that were out of this world.

Gary trying out Mike's new Victory Motorcycle. Roxy (Mike's wife), it's my fault. Mike said he needed approval on this one, so I gave it to him. You won't see the purchase until next month when it shows up on your bank statement.

You see all kinds in Sturgis.









Well, tomorrow we leave the wonderful state of South Dakota and head for Yellowstone and the Beartooth hwy. The weather has been near perfect so far on our trip. And Sturgis, the city of Sodom and Gamorrah, wasn't totally destroyed while we where here. Maybe next year.

See you tomorrow.