Boseman, MT to Big Timber - Headwinds still suck.

6/22/26 - 55 miles. 5 hours of seat time.

Morning started slowly. Bunny ran me down out of Battle Ridge campground to Jackson Creek Road, where I would have a brief early climb for the day. Riding through this area let me know where the slightly less affluent people made their little gentlemen's ranches. There's even a wolf sanctuary along this road. I moo for cows. So you know I howled for wolves. Bunny's making lists of things to do/places to stay when we come back this way again. Hanging with wolves seems like a 'thing', at least for me.

This is Joe Gabb pass. It's a little north from I90.

Looking south from Joe Gabb Pass.

During research for the next night's stay we discovered that for a whopping $10 you can stay overnight at designated fishing areas in Montana, so Bunny made a trip back into Bozeman to get the right license so THE MAN would leave us alone if he decided to hassle us.

I made it into Livingston and used an old school analog trick for finding the best restaurant in town. I used my nose. It led me to a place called Gil's Goods, where I promptly acquired the daily lunch special.

This sandwich is extremely large. Finishing it would have put me in a carb coma.

This giant moth (about the width of the palm of my hand) was hanging on the sidewalk. I tried to get it out of the sidewalk and put it in a large planter, but it apparently dislikes plants. Eventually it flew across the street.

Bunny followed my same route and agreed that Jackson Creek Road and its associated properties were picturesque. But when she got to I90 the chip sealing of the onramps stopped her from joining me for lunch directly. I packed up the leftovers and headed out. We arranged to meet at a supposedly closed overpass east of Livingston. They were pressure washing/cleaning it, probably getting ready for new pavement. I rode through the shut down and no one on the cleaning crew hassled me.

I gave Bunny the other half of the sandwich and refilled my water bottle and got onto I90 directly and did about 5 miles before getting onto a frontage road that was flat and fast.

Frontage road to Grey Bear fishing site just short of Big Timber.

The rest of the ride to Grey Bear was uneventful for me, but a little stressful for Bunny. She didn't realize the camp sites and pit toilets were West of the road she had come in on and she spent about 15-20 minutes trying to figure out what to do when she decided to take Poodle for a walk and discovered that she was at the boat launch.....not the camp ground.

It might not be a good idea to fish here.

Bunny got a great spot right next to the Yellowstone River. Unfortunately, Bunny had not been able to fill Ellie the Van's freshwater tank....so instead of a taking a shower, I changed my bike shoes for water sandals and took a dip in the Yellowstone. I apologize if I ruined the fishery.