I'm getting further north, closer to Glacier, but the Going to the Sun Road hasn't opened yet and that's one of the main draws for me. No sense in coming all this way and not being able to ride across the mountains at the core of the park. Each spring the Park Service starts plowing the road from both ends and when the plows meet in the middle the road is declared open. I've been keeping an eye on the plowing updates and it looks like tomorrow should be the day, just in time for 4th of July weekend. In the mean time I've been slowly meandering north across Montana, deeper into the Rockies.

I camped out at Three Forks, the headwaters of the Missouri River, not very far from where Lewis and Clark camped when they first made it here. I made a new discovery of my own: mosquitos. Doing so much desert riding, I don't think I have seen a mosquito since I started in Salt Lake back in 2011. Fortunately my riding suit doesn't leave any gaps for them to sneak in although my neighbors in the campground were probably wondering why there was a crazy motorcyclist setting up a tent with his helmet still on. The most hassle it caused me were the regular stops to scrub their splattered remains of my shield.

The latest camping stop is in Helena National Forest, high up on a ridgeline with a great view of the sunset. After getting in some work in my "mobile office" this morning and with the chances of a road opening in the next day or two, it's time to start heading north to get into position to cross Glacier this weekend.

Tags: Red Roamer, Rocky Mountains