Cascade Montana was a sleepy little town with a main road under construction that is now just a dirt road. We ate a cold breakfast and continued on frontage roads to Great Falls. Here on the prairie the views are immense; a plateau off in the distance seems to travel with us all morning, always visible miles away on our left. The roads we were on on this Sunday morning had so little traffic that we could ride side by side. We rode 30 miles today and stopped for the afternoon in Great Falls. Thunderstorms are threatening and as we arrived in Great Falls I discovered I have a flat tire. We are taking the afternoon off.
Greg