"Rock" My World

Despite rain in the forecast, we were determined to ride this weekend! We were

joined by our buddy Grif and set out to a spot that Dan had researched on a local trail-riders' association website. The weather was actually sunny and warm, although there was a pretty good stormfront building over the Beartooth Mountains. We interspersed times of riding and times off the machines just appreciating God's amazing creation and the fellowship of being friends.

One of the things that caught Dan's attention on the website was pictures of some really neat rocks. We had ridden this location once before, looking for them, but without success. Maybe it was the sunshine, but whatever it was, this time he spied them. We parked the atv's and spent some time wandering among the rocks, speculating what forces had shaped them the way they were.


When lunchtime came, we satisfied both our hunger and Dan's "King of the Hill" syndrome. We climbed to the highest point around, and found ourselves in the midst of a whole "rock garden" of formations. We ate our lunch while we watched the clouds continue to build over the mountains.

 
Upon returning to the machines, we turned back in the general direction of the truck. But the best riding of the day was yet to come. We took a side road that eventually turned into a trail. (That's more like it!) We followed the trail until it petered out. But from where we were, we could see the spot where we ate our lunch! Surely the roads had to connect! (Dan later confirmed on Google Earth that no, in fact, they did NOT.) Since it was getting late in the afternoon and it was starting to sprinkle on us, we decided that the better part of wisdom was to run for the truck. We got back and loaded up just before the skies opened up and the rain came fast and furious. Whew... good timing. All in all, it was another great ride in Big Sky Country.