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Trippin’ Connies 10 – Craft Brew Cruise

I’m curious how your Dad likes the F6B verses the Connie.


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Thanks, Scott! :thumb:

And the excellent pictures just keep on coming. Thanks for taking the time to do a first class job on all your postings.

Gotta watch out for those Swedish gangs. I hear they're almost as common as rude Canadians. :-P

Thank you, and :lol2:!

Man, those photos are fantastic! You must do that for a living...

Thanks, but it's just a hobby. :-D

Cory has better glass for his cameras than most of us, which helps with the crispness of his pictures. But more important, he has an artistic eye, something you can't buy from the 47th Street Camera Shop.

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For this year my weapons of choice we the D810 body, Nikon 58mm f/1.4 (I'm just obsessed with this lens and have been since i bought it from my brother a year and a half ago, possibly the biggest mistake of his life :lol2:), Tokina 16-28mm f/2.8, and Nikon 200-500mm f/5.6 with 1.4x teleconverter. The D810 and 2 "smaller" lenses stay in my tank bag. The big Nikon was toted around in my top box. I also brought my Fuji X100T, and used it exclusively for the restaurant/beer/food pics.

I’m curious how your Dad likes the F6B verses the Connie.

I'm sure he'll chime in at some point and answer this.
 
Day 5 – 6/22/2018 – Pocatello, ID to Meridian, ID – 371 Miles

Pocatello, ID to Meridian, ID – 371 Miles – MAP LINK

The Best Western was really spread out so getting breakfast in the morning and getting the bikes loaded up took a little longer than usual. When we finally did get going we cruised north on the interstate to Blackfoot, where we turned west on US26. 77 Miles later we were at Craters of the Moon National Monument, a place I really was looking forward to seeing. We passed the Visitor Center for now and headed to the entrance booth. Unlike the lady at Colorado National Monument, the lady here saw Dad’s senior pass and said I was good to go too. There was no real plan, I just wanted to ride the loop and stop for some pictures along the way and see where it took us. The first stop was just at a little pull-off.
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The next stop was at a parking lot that had a couple of attractions, the first being the Snow Cone. To both of our surprise there was actually still snow in the cone.
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The other attraction was the Spatter Cones Trail that led us to the spot below.
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Here are some other shots from that location. When we were looking at the cone above a couple of vans pulled up and a bunch of people unloaded. We hurried up and got out of there.
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The next stop we made on the loop was at the Cave Area Trailhead.
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Of course, I had to have some fun with dad on the moon.
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I definitely recommend stopping in here if you’re in the area. It feels like you’re on a different planet. A very unique landscape and unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. It’s not huge park, so unless you want to hike all the trails, you can view it pretty quick. On the way out we stopped at the Visitor Center for stickers and magnets. I also picked up a coffee mug.

We moved on and continued down US26 west for a fill-up of the tanks in Carey.
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From there we took US20. I planned to turn onto Gannett Road to cut over to ID75. I completely missed Gannett Road, and we ended up having to turn around a few miles down the road and retrace our tracks. Finally on ID75 we headed north and into the Sawtooth National Forest. The scenery along here was phenomenal. The Sawtooth range is beautiful. The first place we stopped was just a gravel pull-off.
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We made another stop at the Galena Summit Overlook to soak in the views.
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In Stanley we took a left on ID21 and stayed on it all the way to Boise.
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I couldn’t even tell you where we stopped in the pictures below, just somewhere along ID21 for a break.
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In Idaho City we stopped to fill up on gas.
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The ride from Idaho City to the Boise area took a while because of slow traffic. We made it to I-84 and headed west. It was rush hour, but we didn’t get stacked up with traffic until right before our exit. We checked into the Best Western Plus in Meridian and I tried to locate the brewery I planned on going to. I had a general idea of where it was, so we took off that way. It should have been in a large parking lot near a movie theater and a Harley dealership. We located both of those, but not the brewery. After circling several times and looking on my phone some more I finally figured out the brewery recently closed. Bummer! There’s other breweries across town and I would have planned to go to one of those had I realized this earlier. But we didn’t want to fight any traffic, so the backup plan was to eat at the Hideaway Bar and Grill. The atmosphere wasn’t really our cup of tea, but it worked in a pinch.
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Tabasco runs through Dad’s blood.
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We headed back to the hotel and turned in earlier than the last couple of nights.
 
I’m curious how your Dad likes the F6B verses the Connie.


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When I picked up the F6B last Sept. after the U of H game in Tucson Arizona it was actually too big to get in my 2500 Chevy crewcab shortbed with a toolbox so I had to ride it back to Houston while the wife drove the truck. Rode it to Ft. Stockton first day then onto Houston the next. I quickly realized those were the easiest 500+ mile days I had probably ever ridden. It was I-10 Intersate all the way which helped but the cruise control was a game changer. I felt a little guilty not taking the Connie this year but it was way easier on this old body.
 
When I picked up the F6B last Sept. after the U of H game in Tucson Arizona it was actually too big to get in my 2500 Chevy crewcab shortbed with a toolbox so I had to ride it back to Houston while the wife drove the truck. Rode it to Ft. Stockton first day then onto Houston the next. I quickly realized those were the easiest 500+ mile days I had probably ever ridden. It was I-10 Intersate all the way which helped but the cruise control was a game changer. I felt a little guilty not taking the Connie this year but it was way easier on this adold body.



Thanks. “Had to” ride it back.......sure. Great way to make sure it works for you.


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Thanks. “Had to” ride it back.......sure. Great way to make sure it works for you.


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Well, I did actually have my helmet and gear with me. The plan was to swing by Fort Worth on the way back from Tucson to possibly get sharkey’s 2013 F6B he had for sale on the forum but things went ary when I found this one by accident. Yea after 9 Trippin’ Connie’s it was a hop, skip an jump back to Houston playing with a new toy.
 
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When I picked up the F6B last Sept. after the U of H game in Tucson Arizona it was actually too big to get in my 2500 Chevy crewcab shortbed with a toolbox so I had to ride it back to Houston while the wife drove the truck. Rode it to Ft. Stockton first day then onto Houston the next. I quickly realized those were the easiest 500+ mile days I had probably ever ridden. It was I-10 Interstate all the way which helped but the cruise control was a game changer. I felt a little guilty not taking the Connie this year but it was way easier on this old body.

I'm reaching that point myself...
That old saying, if I had known I'd live this long I would have been more careful!

I'm curious, do you find that you have lost an appreciable amount of performance or cornering/handling on the F6B or not enough to matter on a long trip? Or is the loss worth it for the gain in comfort?

Loving the RR, thanks for sharing and those photos.... WOW! just make me want to saddle up and get out there.
 
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I'm reaching that point myself...
That old saying, if I had known I'd live this long I would have been more careful!

I'm curious, do you find that you have lost an appreciable amount of performance or cornering/handling on the F6B or not enough to matter on a long trip? Or is the loss worth it for the gain in comfort?

Loving the RR, thanks for sharing and those photos.... WOW! just make me want to saddle up and get out there.
Even though I’ve been riding for 54yrs. I’ve never been that aggressive of a rider on pavement. Both my sons can run off and leave me in the twisties. Yes the F6B is a little slower for me in the corners but not enough to matter on a long trip. I was able to keep up enough to not slow down the trip too much but this trip didn’t have as much tight stuff. For me comfort over sport especially now. It did work out that we did need to gas up at the same intervals, close to 200 miles and I was thinking how I use to count down the miles to get off the Connie but not as much now. I told Kory that he needed a F6B so we could change it to Trippin’ F6B’s. :giveup:
 
no, do that and then run the BRP, snake and dragon followed by the NTP on the way home. Sorted, who's in?

Sounds a lot like Trippin' Connies 2. :trust:

The only way you'll find me on a F6B is if Honda gives me one. Honda... :cool2:.
 
Day 6 – 6/23/2018 – Meridian, ID to Lolo, MT – 359 Miles

Meridian, ID to Lolo, MT – 359 Miles – MAP LINK


After breakfast and coffee we got moving. It was Saturday morning, so we were moving before most of the town. We got to ID55 and headed north. ID55 runs along the Payette River for a while. That would be the theme for the day, riding a curvy road along a river. Somewhere along the way we stopped for a break in the morning.
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The next stop was for gas in McCall, the Aspen of Idaho. I just made that up because that’s what it seemed like to me.
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Payette Lake was across the street from the gas station, so I waked across to check it out.
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At New Meadows we took US95 north, following a river of course, this time the Little Salmon River. Further north it would be the Salmon River, I’m not exactly sure at what point the stop below was at.
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At Grangerville we turned onto ID13 and took it up to Kooskia where we stopped for gas.
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The funny thing about the picture above is right after I took it, dad opened what he thought was water and it spewed everywhere. He didn’t pay attention and had purchased sparking water. After the picture above he was covered in sparking water.
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Less than a mile from the gas station we turned onto US12, headed east, and had to stop for a picture at this sign.
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US12 from Kooskia, ID to Lolo, MT is close to perfection, but it’s not. At this time there’s one major flaw, and that’s the road surface. It needs to be repaved. For almost the entire length of the road there’s worn out groves in the natural location of car/truck tires. In most of the corners my main goal was to stay between the grooves, if not the bike would get upset. Call me crazy, but having to focus on something like that for 99 miles wears on you. It’s still great scenery and we enjoyed it with a few stops along the way. At the first stop I made Dad ride around for some pictures.
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The next spot that we pulled over to take a break at we could see a bridge, so we walked down and checked it out.
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The last stop of the day’s ride was at the Lolo Pass Visitor Center, which is right at the Idaho/Montana border. For the first time since leaving Houston we had some sprinkles at Lolo Pass and a touch of rain leaving there, but nothing more than that. We went inside for some souvenirs and the ranger talked us into some hot chocolate that was delicious.
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From there we rode into Lolo, MT, filled up on gas and headed to the Days Inn. The reason I always make reservations in advance was reaffirmed as it was already booked solid and they turned away 2 guys on cruisers that arrived before us that tried to get a room. They started calling around and it was a couple hour drive to the nearest available room. Yikes! We checked in and were "lucky" enough to get the last room, which was the one the key card didn’t work on. It wasn’t too much of a problem, we only had to get let into the room one time and that was after dinner.

For dinner we walked up the hill to Lolo Peak Brewing Company. For me it was one my favorite places of the trip. I finally learned about IBUs. I had to get a t-shirt because their motto is perfect: “Mountains. Rivers. Beer.” We hung out for a while since we only had to walk back down the hill to our room.
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Back at the Days Inn I had my nightly chat with my wife. But FaceTime wasn’t working, so we tried Facebook Messenger instead and discovered the filters. It’s good entertainment for those who haven’t tried. That was a wrap for the night.
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This is an awesome trip! So cool to be doing it with your dad as well. My dad just got a "new to him" 2012 Goldwing and I've already got a lot of great riding memories with him, but I'm hoping to do a few more epic trips with him before he hangs up his spurs. He's 75. :)

Also... this trip is very similar to a trip that @2WheelNut and I took last summer. Many similar sites... but your photography makes them better. :)

Thanks again for sharing.

Ride safe!
 
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Nice punchy, consistent processing.
Great kit.
Congrats on that 58/1.4, smooth bokeh
Thanks for sharing


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This is an awesome trip! So cool to be doing it with your dad as well. My dad just got a "new to him" 2012 Goldwing and I've already got a lot of great riding memories with him, but I'm hoping to do a few more epic trips with him before he hangs up his spurs. He's 75. :)

Also... this trip is very similar to a trip that @2WheelNut and I took last summer. Many similar sites... but your photography makes them better. :)

Thanks again for sharing.

Ride safe!

That's awesome! Hope you get many trips in together. :clap:

Nice punchy, consistent processing.
Great kit.
Congrats on that 58/1.4, smooth bokeh
Thanks for sharing


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Thanks! My processing has changed so much over the last 7 years, but I finally found this style that fits my liking. Trying to stay consistent now.
 
Day 7 – 6/24/2018 – Lolo, MT to Idaho Falls, ID – 358 Miles

Lolo, MT to Idaho Falls, ID – 358 Miles – MAP LINK

Waking up in the morning I was feeling the effects of the night before. Maybe I had 1 too many beers? At least this day was shorter and not full of sites to see, so it was probably the best day to not be feeling top notch. After a continental breakfast we bundled up before leaving because it was chilly.
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Leaving Lolo we rode south on US93, making our first stop at Lost Trail Pass, at the border of Montana and Idaho. I spotted some snow there so I went and took a picture on my cell phone to send to my daughters.
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In North Fork, US93 meets up with the Salmon River and runs along it off and on for many miles. About a mile south of North Fork, I spotted a large bird sitting on a branch in the middle of the river. I told dad I was going to pull over and try to see what it was. I whipped out the big lens and took a couple shots to identify it. Turns out it was an immature bald eagle.
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We were then treated to a show for the next 10 minutes or so. An osprey came in and there was a battle for territory. First the osprey dive-bombed the immature bald eagle over and over.
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The eagle took off and the attacks continued. They headed to the far shore, so these shots were from maybe 100 yards away?
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After that happened for a while, another eagle came flying down the river. It wasn’t long before it was getting attacked in the air by an osprey. I’m not sure if it was the same attacking osprey or another, but the aerial assault was amazing to watch.
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This guy isn’t scared one bit…
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The eagle landed in a tree back down the river. It wasn’t to far so I told Dad I was going to follow it down there. I took off walking back around the curve in the road.
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After taking the shot above, I started walking further down the road to get closer. I was inches away from stepping on this guy/gal.
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See it? Here’s a better shot.
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I jumped like a little girl when I spotted it, more because it startled me than anything else. I was so focused on looking down the river I wasn’t paying attention to where I was walking. I tried to get a decent shot of the eagle in the tree, but the limbs were killing the view.
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After waiting a bit to see if it would fly away, I gave up and headed back to the bikes.
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The activity was over, so we moved on, heading south again and stopping for our next break in Challis for gas.
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After a break we continued on US93, riding along with a nice mountain range to our left. I was looking for a good place to pull over and finally found a spot with a couple of signs at it. It just happened to be a view of Mt. Borah, the highest peak in Idaho at 12,662 ft.
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In Arco we turned onto US26/US20 and repeated a couple mile stretch we had rode in the opposite direction a few days prior. We then turned on ID33 and rode that to I-15. Somewhere along ID33 we spotted another large bird on an old dead tree. We looped back to see what it was and pulled over. About that time it took off and quickly flew up to high elevation. I wasn’t even able to identify what it was. It had been a while so we stopped for a break there anyhow. Whatever the bird was it circled up high and began fighting another bird way in the air and a good distance from us. We could see the fight, but we were at an extreme distance from it.
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A 25-mile ride south on I-15 brought us to our nightly destination, Idaho Falls. In town we were separated by a red light. After that I missed a turn so I waited for dad on the next exit ramp. He went flying by me, so I just headed back for the hotel, figuring Dad would turn around at some point. I pulled over at a gas station across from the hotel and called Dad and talked him through how to get to the gas station. We filled up then finally made it across the street to the Best Western Plus and checked in. It was early so it gave us some time to rest up.

There are several breweries in Idaho Falls, but none of them are open on Sundays. The next best thing I found in my research was The Bee’s Knees Pub, which was next door. When we walked in it was basically empty, so we just sat at the bar. The bartender was great and we ended up changing the station from CNN to watch drag racing for a couple of hours. The food was absolutely delicious and the portions were hearty. In hindsight we most certainly didn’t need the appetizer, but it sure was good.
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After we’d had more than our fill, we walked back to the hotel. Here Dad shows off his food baby.
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Facebook Messenger and its filters now provided the nightly entertainment. My girls loved it and we all got good laughs.
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Kory, you and your kin look like you would fit right in , in Idaho :mrgreen:

Incredible pictures ! That snake was probably trying to get out of there with all the raptor commotion.

Y'all be careful and don't tire yourselfers out too much.
 
Seriously loving your photography skills, that aerial battle stuff is great!
Thanks for bringing us along.
 
Kory, you and your kin look like you would fit right in , in Idaho :mrgreen:

Incredible pictures ! That snake was probably trying to get out of there with all the raptor commotion.

Y'all be careful and don't tire yourselfers out too much.

:lol2:

Thanks, and the trip is long over as this report is long overdue in the making. :doh:

Seriously loving your photography skills, that aerial battle stuff is great!
Thanks for bringing us along.

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Day 8 – 6/25/2018 – Idaho Falls, ID to Red Lodge, MT – 305 Miles

Idaho Falls, ID to Red Lodge, MT – 305 Miles – MAP LINK


After a continental breakfast we hit the road in the morning. It felt like slow going in the morning getting stuck behind people on US20. Once we passed through Ashton and climbed a bit in elevation it got considerably cooler. 100 Miles of riding and we said goodbye to Idaho for this trip. We tipped back into Montana and headed to West Yellowstone, where I wanted to fill up on gas before getting into the park. We stood in the sun to try and warm up.
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The town was bustling and I think we both had a bit of anxiety about what we were about to encounter in the park, to put it plain and simple, having to deal with tourists. The gas station we stopped at was at the corner of US20 and US191, so from there we took US191 to the entrance of Yellowstone National Park. The entrance was a bit backed up, but we moved through quickly and got in. Seven miles into the park we hit our first traffic jam. The problem with people, at least in my opinion, is that when they see an animal, they simply stop in the middle of the road to take all their cell phone pictures of it instead of finding a stop to pull off and not completely clog up everyone behind. We eventually realized this traffic jam was due to a coyote cruising around down by the Madison River. There happened to be a pullout right close by, so I turned in and tried to get a few pictures of it. I’ll admit, initially I thought it was a wolf, but I never could convince dad. Ha!
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We watched it for a few minutes and I took way too many pictures of it. At one point it pounced on something in the grass, but we both failed. I missed the shot and the coyote missed its meal.
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It eventually moved on, running along the river, then along the road, across the road and up the rocky hill on the other side. It’s amazing how unfazed they are by vehicles and people.
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Moving on from there we stayed on US191 as it turned south and made our next stop at the Fountain Paint Pot Nature Trail. We whipped into the parking lot and parked right at the front, hoping to not be given and problems by the ranger directing traffic in the lot. We started walking down the trail, I had only planned to see a bit of it and then head out, but as we went along we just decided to walk the whole trail, which isn’t that long. The first set of pictures below is of the different pools and scenes along trail.
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Next up was a boiling pool of mud.
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Then there was some serious churning mud and across from it was another clear pool.
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On the back part of the loop are two active geysers.
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And here are a couple pictures from the walk back to the bikes.
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The next stop was more for a restroom break, which happened to be at Flood Geyser.
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After a quick stop there we continued south and headed for Old Faithful. I told dad to prepare himself for what has been built around a geyser. But, the good part about being on a bike was we shouldn’t have too much of a problem finding a place to park. We rode through the huge circus and found a place to park near the exit. We then headed up to the store to see when the next eruption would take place. This was probably the biggest bummer of the whole trip. The next eruption wasn’t for another 90 minutes. It was still steaming from the last time, so we went and checked it out. 90 Minutes was just too long to wait around and do nothing, and I told Dad that from experience he would probably be disappointed in the end. When I saw it a couple years ago my first thought was, “that was it?” And my wife and I didn’t have to wait 90 minutes to see it. We took a few pictures and moved on. I just wish the timing had been right so Dad could have seen it because we were there.
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We got out of there and continued on US191. As we crossed Firehole River I spotted an elk grazing, so we looped around and I took a couple pictures of it.
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We took US20 east and rode along Yellowstone Lake. We stopped one time to take in the view.
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Somewhere along the lake I saw a side road that looked enticing so we took it. That turned out to be a mistake and a waste of time because the loop was under construction and we had to come back the same way we went in after turning around in a tight spot in gravel. It was just a waste of time.

We turned onto Grand Loop Road and headed north. Two years ago on a road trip my wife and I stopped at Lower Falls on the Yellowstone River and I wanted to take Dad there. We rode along the river up to N. Rim Drive and made a stop at Brink of the Lower Falls. As the name states, there is a trail that leads you down to the top of the Lower Falls as it plunges into the canyon. The trail is only .4 miles long (one-way), but it’s over 300 ft. in elevation change. I told Dad it would be worth it, so hopefully he thinks it was.
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On the way back up, we took a couple of short breaks, and I snagged a few pictures of Upper Falls from a distance.
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The next stop was right down the road at Lookout Point, which has a view of the falls we were just at the brink of. Also in the canyon is a huge osprey nest that usually sits atop a rock tower, but I heard that it was destroyed this year and there were no babies.
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Here’s the brink from a distance, zoomed in and out.
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There’s good and bad sides to riding a bike through the park. Good: parking isn’t a problem. Bad: clutch work sitting in traffic and taking gear on and off at stops.
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Up the road we stopped at Canyon Village for some souvenirs. From there we continued north on the Grand Loop Road. We passed herd after herd of bison, it seemed like over 10,000 of them. Somewhere along the way we came to a stop, again because of a coyote. People stopped on both sides of the road and we couldn’t go anywhere, just had to sit and wait until they got all their Instagram photos. We joked that it looked like it was the same coyote from earlier and it had ran all the way across the park. It was rough looking and appeared worn out.

We started climbing into the mountains and stopped for a break at some snow.
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With a decent amount of riding left in the day, we cruised on until we hit a roadblock at the Roosevelt Corrals.
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At Tower Junction we turned onto US212 and headed for Beartooth Pass. We finally exited the park and picked up the pace. After a quick trip in and back out of Montana, the road starts to get really good. We stopped for a break at a spot with a fantastic view.
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It wasn’t long until we were almost surrounded by snow.
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Further along at the Beartooth Pass Summit there was lots of snow!
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We stopped one last time before heading down.
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From there we rode into Red Lodge and checked into the Yodeler Motel. We stayed there several years ago and I wanted to stay again. We talked to the owner, Mac, for a bit, unloaded and then headed across town to Red Lodge Ales. We both enjoyed the place and they had a cool sign, so we both picked one up, after dad tested to make sure they would fit in a side box.
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After dinner we headed back to the Yodeler for a steam shower (for me at least) and a good night sleep.
 

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Day 9 – 6/26/2018 – Red Lodge, MT to Ten Sleep, WY – 300 Miles

Red Lodge, MT to Ten Sleep, WY – 300 Miles – MAP LINK


We were up early but took our time getting going. We talked some more with Mac and it was cool to hear what he had to say about his motel and the area in general. His dog, Bonatti, kept us entertained as well.
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Once we got going we took MT308 to MT72 to US310. We dipped back down into Wyoming. There was construction in Lovell, so it took a little while to get through there. From there we took ALT US14 and then took a detour to head north on WY37. It was 16 miles north to get to the Devil’s Canyon Overlook, which was actually back in Montana. The 16-mile ride was tough. Wind wasn’t an issue all day, but as soon as we turned north we were being blasted by a strong headwind. The trip to the overlook seemed like it took forever. Once we finally arrived we stayed there for a while, walking around and looking at the different views. I took lots of pictures of course. The ride there was worth it in the end.
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The ride back south to ALT US14 was much easier with the heavy wind behind us. We crossed Bighorn Lake and continued east. As we climbed into the mountains we stopped to enjoy the view.
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It quickly went from desert-like terrain to luscious greens up in the mountains. It was a beautiful, comfortable ride. I spotted a large bird on a tree and we pulled over there. The osprey took off before I had my camera out but stayed in the area, circling around.
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These are all pretty big crops on my 500mm with a 1.4 extender. The osprey circled up to where it was no longer worth it. When I got back home I realized there was actually a northern harrier circling around that I had captured as well. Not a great shot due to the large distance away, but still the first time I’ve ever captured one.
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As we were there we noticed a bunch of mountain bluebirds flying around and birdhouses on almost every other post.
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Here’s Dad… patiently waiting while I enjoy my other hobby.
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At Burgess Junction we were now on US14 continuing east. Before winding down to Dayton we took a break, mostly because we were behind slow traffic.
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Halfway down there was a great almost 360-degree turn, so I made dad ride ahead to get a couple shots of him in action.
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In Ranchester we decided to fill up the tanks.
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We hopped on I-90 and cruised down to Buffalo, where we exited and made our way onto US16. We climbed right back into elevation and made our next stop for a rest at Powder River Pass.
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The next stop wasn’t until we got into the canyon area east of Ten Sleep.
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From there we rode straight to Ten Sleep and to the Log Cabin Motel. There wasn’t a check-in here, but I had received a text earlier in the day with our door code. We weren’t spending the night in luxury, but it got the job done. After unloading we headed to Ten Sleep Brewing Company. My wife and I stopped in here on our road trip two years ago and I definitely wanted to bring Dad back. The beer is great and it’s everything good about craft breweries. It was Tuesday, which meant it was trivia night. After a couple beers we were easily talked into participating. A young lady basically walked over and asked if we’d be on a team with her and her husband. We were the most unlikely pairing for a team, but it made for a broad stroke of knowledge, and in the end I think that’s what led us to our podium finish for the night.
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I forgot to mention, as we were consuming those first two beers, we spend the whole time debating which size shirts to get our wives. Both wanted shirts from there. No biggie, except the sizes appeared to run very small. The young lady bartending said she’s never seen guys spend so much time trying to pick the right shirts. I’ll spare you all the details, but it was an ordeal! We didn’t let it ruin the night though, we had a blast overall.

Back at the Log Cabin Motel, there wasn’t much to do so I pulled out the tripod and took some night shots before bed.
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