Again, the coaltrains have been busy through the night, hunking and rumbling down the tracks. So eyes were open wide at 5 am. No storm and not a drop of rain during the night. I was prepared though, by having the tent up underneath the roof. Sadly I left my tentstakes behind up in New Salem. Too bad, as they for one are much needed and they were really nice, lightweight ones from MSR and to top it off, gifted me by Lynda:( I am going to have to source some new ones now. Will try the tiny town of Glendive. One would think that, with all the outdoor activities I should find what I need here, but I am not so sure. Anyway, the picture below shows how nicely campground is placed on Patterson Lake. The site was ok, but at $24 I think the owners should do a better job with the cleaning of toilets and showers, and do a better upkeep in general. My riding got started round 7. It was nice to roll out that early. The forecast was showing sun and favorable wind, but that was the day before. It was cloudy and with a mild headwind/sidewind from the West/Northwest. Nothing like on earlier days in North Dakota though. Even from Dickinson I noticed the landscape changing. There were some hills coming up and I felt a slight climb in altitude all day. My altimeter showed around 800 meters. After a couple short hours of riding the landscape changed suddenly and dramatically, into what is known as the North Dakota Badlands, named Theodore Roosevelt National Park. Roosevelt first came to the North Dakota badlands to hunt bison in September 1883. During that first short trip, he got his bison and fell in love with the rugged lifestyle and the “perfect freedom” of the West. He invested $14,000 in the Maltese Cross Ranch, which was already being managed by Sylvane Ferris and Bill Merrifield seven miles south of Medora. That winter, Ferris and Merrifield built the Maltese Cross Cabin. After the death of both his wife and his mother on February 14, 1884, Teddy Roosevelt returned to his North Dakota ranch seeking solitude and time to heal. That summer, he started his second ranch, the Elkhorn Ranch, 35 miles north of Medora, which he hired two Maine woodsmen, Bill Sewall and Wilmot Dow, to operate. Teddy Roosevelt took great interest in his ranches and in hunting in the West, detailing his experiences in pieces published in eastern newspapers and magazines. He wrote three major works on his life in the West: “Ranch Life and the Hunting Trail,” “Hunting Trips of a Ranchman,” and “The Wilderness Hunter.” His adventures in “the strenuous life” outdoors and the loss of his cattle in the starvation winter in 1886-1887 were influential in Theodore Roosevelt’s pursuit of conservation policies as President of the United States (1901–1909). (wikipedia) This picture shows various layers of sediments of different composition, hence the different beautiful colors. I think it took me about 3 hours to ride through park. It was over as swiftly as it entered and I was met with more North Dakota open flatland. I stopped at a reststop on a hill for needed food and water. After another 30 minutes or so I could check Montana on my list of states. When North Dakota feels crowded, Montana is the place! Mind you, Montana has the size of Norway, but with only 1 mill people. Concert and outdoor venue, Montana-style. Being a cow in Montana seem to be a dream come true for a cow anyway. It’s not like they are stomping in manure behind tight fencing, with little green grass to eat and roam through, like so many of their less fortunate brethren, elsewhere on this planet.Horses too have it real good here. These friends were just hanging out in the middle of a country road. The animals create the most perfect, tranquil atmosphere. The skies above are immense as are the lush green lands below! A glimpse into eternity in many ways. We all know geography helps make the people, so it will be interesting to find out more on how the Montanese people are. My day ended in a nice motel in Glendive, a small town of some 5000 people on the Yellowstone River. I might do an extra day of resting here, maybe back in my tent on a campsite by the river. I need the rest, clean laundry and access to a computer to do some exact planning of which routes to take from here. Biking here takes more planning, as the distances between towns are greater, cell phone coverage scarcer, etc. So far i have ridden about 3100 km over a total of 32 actual riding days, leaving out the restday in Lockport and the days spent in urban Chicago. Rough calculations show that I have about 1400 km more to go. This means I am more than 2/3 into the trip. Looking at the map though it is obvious that there will be hills to climb!-) I love hills, so can barely wait. I am now to the very right in the state and plan to ride along the Yellowstone River, through Miles City and Billings, in Crow indian territory. Now, my breakfast is being served. Thank you for taking time reading my story!