In Bozeman, MT, we spent a lot of time at the Museum of the Rockies. Did you know that when a shepherd had 1,000 sheep, he would bell some
of them and they would “collect” their group of sheep. So every evening when
they circled around his covered wagon, it saved him from counting them all – he
just had to check and make sure all the belled sheep were there.
Signs to the Greycliff Prairie Dog Town State Park enticed us to drive there and
check it out. The prairie dogs were very shy and warned their neighbors as soon
as we got too close, which wasn’t close at all. This one may have been watching the train in the distance. We remembered the story of
Lewis and Clark first seeing them (they are unique to the N. American
continent), and how difficult it was for them to capture a few to show off in
D.C.
Spent the night in Butte, MT, and had lunch at the Wagon
Wheel in Drummond at cousin Judy’s restaurant. She wasn’t there, but the food
was good! From there we drove to Missoula, MT, and toured the facility where
the smoke jumpers are trained. We learned about their parachutes – and how
precise the packing of them is. A new packer has to pack 20 of them perfectly,
and then he has to wear the 21st one when he jumps.
The weather was hot and sticky, so we weren’t motivated to
drive too far without stopping (at rest stops, McDonald’s, Walmart, etc.). Miss
Winnie wasn’t at all happy about the heat, but she kept on moving. The heat
gauge was pegged over the top, but we now realize that there is a problem with
the gauge – just not sure how much of a problem nor how to solve it.
In ID, we stopped at Wallace for the night. The campground there was quiet and peaceful – with a babbling brook running right behind our
R.V. We both slept about 9 hours – very unusual!
The next day we stopped in Spokane at cousin Laura Swanson’s to say “hi” to the family. Home was still too far away, so we spent Thursday night in the rest area in Cle Elum. We did that once before on our trial run with our “new” R.V. It was very loud, and we found that hadn’t changed since our night 2 years ago. So our last night wasn’t as restful as the previous one had been.
The next day we stopped in Spokane at cousin Laura Swanson’s to say “hi” to the family. Home was still too far away, so we spent Thursday night in the rest area in Cle Elum. We did that once before on our trial run with our “new” R.V. It was very loud, and we found that hadn’t changed since our night 2 years ago. So our last night wasn’t as restful as the previous one had been.
We arrived home amid rain and cold weather! But home is home
and it’s good to be here. God graciously brought us safely home.