September 25: I get up and I'm all packed and ready to go before nine. I stop at the local diner for breakfast and get a wonderful suprise: Beth called ahead and picked up my tab for breakfast. With a smile on my face, I mount up and start pedaling with Glasgow in mind...currently a little over a hundred miles away. I plug along soon crossing into the Fort Peck Indian Reservation, but as the day wears on the wind is unrelenting against me and I decide to abandon Glasgow for tomorrow and stay at Wolf Point. Of course my first destination after scouting the local hotels and campgrounds: the brewery.

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