We had it planned for weeks. It was time for an adventure, a journey, a trip into the undiscovered…it was time to bike Western Montana in the spring.
You see, while I’d enjoyed a bit of biking in my life, I’d never ridden the Going-to-the-Sun Road in Glacier National Park and neither had several of my friends. It was high time to get ‘er done. And while we knew that rain was in the forecast, there’s no way we were going to let a little moisture deter us from our goal.
So we rode.
And during the days, the rain fell…and fell…and fell, leaving us soaked to the core. But each evening, along with the rising of the moon, we were met with absolute beauty and peacefulness in one of the loveliest places in the world.
Here’s a look at our rain-filled, bike-filled and fun-filled week…
And after a full three and a half days (the majority of which were rain-filled) this was the view on the drive home.
And you know what? I wouldn’t change a thing. I loved those rain-filled days, happy companies and am still relishing in the genuine fun that we had on our trip. After all, if you want the rainbow, you’ve gotta put up with the rain.
Here’s to loving the rainbows and the rain,