Relative to other early wake-ups, 6:00am was really not that early at all. The hotel's continental breakfast didn't begin serving until 7:00am, and we were only riding 46 miles today, so there really was no need to get going any sooner. Once again, we followed our Billings friend's advice, and primarily stuck to the frontage road. For 16 miles, or so, we rode on the shoulder of the interstate. You have to understand, though, that I-94 is a lightly traveled interstate. In my experience thus far, we had encountered more traffic on state and US highways. Moreover, the traffic on I-94 didn't seem to be blazing by us like traffic has on some of the other roads we had taken. After arriving, setting up camp, and getting settled in, we rode into town and at a local tavern recommended by Garrett's friend. The Montana Bar has been in operation for over 100 years! Back in the days when patrons were required to leave guns at the entrance, an accidental gun shot went through a glass partition at the entrance... and the same glass with the bullet hole is still in place! Talk about character. Afterwards, we walked across town to a grocery store and stopped at a gas station on the way back to the campground. While pedaling away from the gas station, I heard a loud bang but pedaled on taking it as fireworks. A few seconds later, Garrett called my name. The loud bang had been his rear tire tube exploding! It was quite percussive for a tire tube, enough so to be mistaken for fireworks. A local kid laughed vocally from a passing car at Garrett's misfortune. Must be a slow day in Miles City... We got back to camp, and Garrett noticed that my trailer tire was flat! We fixed our tire issues, and took shelter indoors during a passing windstorm (which has since moved on). Tomorrow we ride on to Glendive, our final overnight in Montana!
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