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Montana-Idaho Border

A CDT volunteer trail crew, one of the many that has helped the CDT make tremendous progress in the last 30 years, when the CDT really got going.

Another view of the Red Conglomerates

The Divide, which the CDT follows exactly up and over these sagebrush-covered grasslands.

The Divide features some very difficult hiking because it rarely is level. But I found that when things got tough, I could make myself feel partly better by thinking about how cool it was that I was hiking along the Continental Divide, literally the backbone of the continent. Plus, I had views, which makes it far better than the Appalachian Trail's ups-and-downs, which are rewarded with more views of...trees.

A look back towards the Red Conglomerates, which makes this the third picture of them. It was an exceptionally scenic area and the weather was just perfect -- it was no longer smoky or absurdly windy, just bright blue skies with big puffy clouds.

Interstate 15, another opportunity to resupply if one is willing to walk 3 miles down the highway in order to call a motel in Lima, MT, that will send a shuttle driver 15 miles up the pass to pick them up.

A Brazilian sheepherder in the Centennial Mountains.

A view south into Idaho from the Centennial Mountains, the last major mountain range before dropping into Yellowstone.

The Gallatin Range as seen from 9,700-foot Mt. Taylor.

David and Gordon, two backcountry horseman who were out for the weekend. I have some qualms about horsemen (namely their impact on the trails) but they are a generous group -- David and Gordon invited me to join them for dinner, but I had some more miles to do, so instead they sent me off with a half-dozen granola bars, which my ravaged body badly needed after going 9 days without a resupply.

In Macks Inn, ID, after going 380 miles without a resupply. My, my, that pack is small!

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