Day 36

         with our original plans of riding to Culbertson, we were able to ride all the way to Williston, a total of 150 miles. A few weeks prior to this point we were told to re-route our ride because of the massive oil boom in Williston which would bring along loads of oil trucks, making it to dangerous for cyclists. Slightly listening to them we re-routed the road ourselves, and decided to just stick on highway 2. Expecting the road to have wide shoulders. The tail winds were still holding up strong and we made our first stop, a 50 miles ride in 2 hours. While riding we passed a cyclist fixing a flat tire, of course first asking if he was alright before speeding ahead. Eventually he caught with us at a nearby market were we stopped for a quick snack. Stopping by for lunch himself the 6'5 lengthy biker dismounted from his bike with a swift right kick over his handle bar. Introducing himself as Alex. Coming from England he was also going cross country but instead of through the great lakes like us,  he was sticking to the original northern tier route and was going under them and then ending his trip in New York, where he was then catching a flight China on September 1. After introductions and sharing our route details we departed from Alex. With the last few miles of Montana we soon came upon the North Dakota boarder. Stopping for our usual Ginyu Force picture, Alex road up to the boarder himself. Putting our shirts back on, Alex had a couple awkward remarks about our pictures before deciding to head out with us to Williston. With a additional member and the beginning of a new state we continued to Williston eventually making it to camp... Or so we though. There was a bit of miscommunication with prices when we had called earlier. Instead of $18 a site it was per tent. Not able to pay that much for a camp site, we decided to look around and see if we could "gorilla camp" anywhere near by. Riding our options were looking pretty bare. Eventually we saw a man outside of his house and just decided to ask if we could camp on his law. Luckily he said yes and we settled for camp. After a few group welcoming beers with Alex and a small celebration of completing 150 miles we fell asleep exhausted from a long hard day.