Burbling, babbling, rushing, skipping, meandering, this is a day of streams. We left Spokane after a night of motel hell. You know you’ve lived a privileged life when you haven’t stayed in a Motel 6 in over 30 years. DISGUSTING! It brought out every OCD tendency I have. Anyway, we decided on an early exit, probably so that I would stop complaining, and we’ve just passed through Idaho and into Montana. BIG SHOUT OUT TO MICHELLE, ANDREW, MAYA AND JAMES! We’re thinking of you as we head towards Missoula, where we’ll stop for lunch. This is beautiful country. There is a hint of fall with subtle colors changing, and the streams, WOW! I have this beautiful stream following our path of travel. It’s amazing to imagine Lewis and Clarke actually navigating through all of this terrain.
We all woke up a bit pissy, which I attribute to the motel. It could, however, be the heat, since it was ankle swelling hot again yesterday. Right now, however, we’ve just come over a pass and have our windows down and are breathing in, just like John Denver sang about, fresh mountain air. Right before we headed up the grade we passed a totally cool looking town called William Burke, or maybe it was two towns, William and Burke, I don’t know. Quintessential mountain town, and the streams … We’ll round a bend and there’s nothing in sight and then suddenly the lone fly fisherman, alone, quiet, patient, or at least it seems so from the passenger window of our RV. Our final destination today is Bozeman, Montana. We decided to take advantage of our great highway system (thank you Eisenhower!) and do a long day of driving so that in the morning we can tool around Bozeman on our bikes and then head to Yellowstone for a couple of days.
So far the trip has been pretty darn good. Not exactly what I had in mind, but closer than not. We haven’t had the leisurely hanging around the campsite doing nothing for a couple of days, but that lies ahead, I’m sure.
Okay, so our RV site is 7 miles outside of Bozeman, and it looks like we probably won’t go see it tomorrow, but I hear it’s a beautiful town. This is one of our favorite RV sites yet. It’s quiet, clean, plenty of room around the sites and a BEAUTIFUL pool, which I just might take advantage of tomorrow before we leave. Lily got out one of the bikes and toodled around checking things out
