We assemble at Glacier Park International Airport.
The truck and trailer make it safely after 3 ½ long days of driving. No real problems--just some flooding in North Dakota and a wicked head wind in Montana that reduced our gas mileage to 8.2 mpg. The gas mileage Nazi was not happy!
We meet the riders at the Glacier Park International Airport, unload the bikes from trailer, and make quite a stir at the airport. Two security guards wander over, but they are just interested to hear about our trip and check out the bikes.

Bikes being unloaded at airport.

Riders ready to head north.
We gear up and ride 60 miles north to camp near Eureka, a few miles from the Canadian border. The campground is beautiful, nestled amongst the hills, and we are the only occupants.
Camp in Eureka, MT.

The mountain-shaped tent is hoisted.

"Now, where did I put my _____??"

The personalized trip mugs are a big hit.
