Day Two, part two....
Climbing up Wolf Creek along the old road, I figured the smaller the creek got, the closer I was to the top...
Coming back onto the Interstate, the top had to be close, I mean how much mountain was left?
At the top; this is how they mark traffic fatalities in Montana. Elegantly simple I thought...
I was figuring to jet back down after reaching the top, but the road opened up onto about eight to ten miles of high mountain meadows.
Had to push the bike up about the last mile to the second high pass on the other side, I was dead beat and almost out of water but I made it, here looking down from near the top of Mac 3 Hill...