Red Lodge, Montana. Just as we stopped for a good meal, a mother of a
hailstorm started! We are safe now but had to go out in the worst of it to
move the bikes out of the pouring torrent that was threatening to tip them
over. Man, was it pounding on our helmets, necks, hands...! I got a big one
behind my neck as I was bending over to unhook the GPS. What an experience,
and we have a lot of it properly recorded too :).