Still raining this morning. Rode about 55 miles to Cut Bank, MT. Had the best tail-wind ever. Averaged between 15-20 miles per hour. I usually don't see those kind of speeds unless I'm going down hill :) Much history through Glacier National Park. I was impressed with stories of Lewis & Clark, builders of the rail road, and the Black Feet Indians. I heard a sound that I've never heard before - the sound of several diesel locomotive engines idling in the mountains. Maybe you could describe it as a low roar.
Rode up to a church in Cut Bank - St. Margaret's. I was reminded of the freedom I have to go to church without fearing injury or death. A man came up to me named Jim, who is the church pianist there. He invited me to come into the church. We spoke for about 1/2 hour. You could describe Jim as a colorful character and as Matt Tynan would say, using the words of Jim Croce, "you don't tug on Superman's cape, you don't spit into the wind, you don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger, and you don't mess around with Jim."
Another type of freedom is mentioned in Galations:
Galations 5:1, 13-18
Brothers and sisters: For freedom Christ set us free; so stand firm and do not submit again to the yoke of slavery. For you were called for freedom, brothers and sisters. But do not use this freedom as an opportunity for the flesh; rather, serve one another through love. For the whole law is fulfilled in one statement, namely, you shall love your neighbor as yourself. But if you go on biting and devouring one another, beware that you are not consumed by another. I say, then: live by the Spirit and you will certainly not gratify the desire of the flesh. For the flesh has desires against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; these are opposed to each other, so that you may not do what you want. But if you are guided by the Spirit, you are not under the law.
Your Freedom Rider,