Glacier National Park to Cut Bank, MT

Today we find ourselves on the east side of the Rocky Mountains and looking down the long straight double yellow lines of the prairie. Things are not only different here geographically, but socially as well. We got our first real exposure to a reservation, which left us all feeling a little disappointed in the problems our society is capable of neglecting. People are incredibly friendly regardless, and we accepted an invitation from our waitress at the C & L Cafe to camp in her backyard. We sat around on the deck for most of the evening with Meghan and her mom Ann, learning more than we ever expected to know about northern Montana.
Ever heard of Hutterites? Neither had we, but apparently they are amazing farmers, cooks, speakers of German, and quilt makers, and they live around here. Karl should probably marry one.

We are now into the second phase of our trip, hoping to make good progress across the mostly flat areas of Montana and North Dakota. It's hot during the day, but apparently Cut Bank is annually the coldest place in the continental US. Biting ants swarm with particular aggression- serving as pockets of bio-schrapnel while riding and completely suffocating us if we stop. We are happy to be here though and we are actively looking to help people with MS in the towns we ride through.

-Mason