Friday, July 11, 2014

The Front Range

Originally Posted July 12, 2004 by Chad


I remember three things about riding south along the Rocky Mountain Front Range in Montana; wind, desolation and good people. 


We saw a celebration of the Plains Indians in Browning, on the Blackfeet reservation. 


Lawrence was sitting in his truck in Fairfield when we pulled up and asked him if he knew where we could find some ice cream. We ended up talking for over an hour. He introduced us to his wife, Diane, who is painting Beau, the bison. When Beau is finished he will be displayed at the airport in Great Falls, and then later sold to the highest bidder next year. We finally did get our ice cream at The Store (that’s really all it’s called), right up the road from the camel farm. 


Posted by Chad at 07:50 PM

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