Cold War and Crickets
August 22nd 2009 Day 3 has me riding through the plains of Montana.
I am struck by the great ocean of grass and wheat lands. I am reminded of scuba diving, floating in the swells on top after a dive. You can see forever.. then just for a bit. Riding through the plains is like this. On top you can see forever, then you drop down into the valleys..
As the day warms I start to notice the grasshoppers, they
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