West
2020
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Day 06 July 18 |
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This will be another of those 'grind it out' days with 670 miles or so to cover, mostly on interstate. It's a little cool this morning so I put on my rain jacket for a little extra warmth. | ||
As I pull out of Missoula proper, I once again get to enjoy another beautiful sunrise by the Master Painter. | ||
I90 will be my magic carpet ride for most of the day with a little shortcut across highway 212. There I hope to snag the last state line sign, Wyoming, and a better Montana state line sign. | ||
At least it is not crowed this morning and it does run for quite a while along the river which I always enjoy. | ||
The sun slowly filters over the mountains and down into the valley where I90 snakes along. | ||
I've always said if you want to know where the good restaurants are located, ask a fat man - he's had plenty of experience. I see the exit for Drummond which triggers a memory. It is the home of the the famous (to me) ... | ||
Wagon Wheel Cafe. I've been here several times and have never been disappointed in their grub or their service. | ||
This is a local place where the people are real and the food is good and the service is great. | ||
There's real marshmallows in the hot chocolate and it is a bottomless cup. | ||
And granny's in the kitchen cooking up the good stuff. | ||
And this is where the gravy is the real deal and the food is as good as it looks. I tell the lady that waits on me - "Your gravy is great and made from scratch. Most places it tastes like warmed over wallpaper paste made out of a mix." She just laughs and nods her head. "I've been here several times and when I am in the area I always stop" I add. She thanks me for returning and sets down more food that I can possibly eat. |
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I attack it with great gusto, but I have to leave the table vanquished. The amount of food they serve is more than I can eat - all for about $10.00! | ||
And I like their friendly reminder in the john. | ||
With enough food to last me all day and by far the best breakfast I've had since I left Tennessee, I get back to the mile covering business. | ||
I sure like the green of Montana over the brown of Arizona and New Mexico. | ||
But I guess if you want it really green you're gonna water it out here too. | ||
And it's still pretty amazing where there's the water versus no-water. | ||
Another thing different in this part of the country is the length of the freight trains. I pass one train that is so long is has two engines in the middle besides the lead engines and the trailing engines. | ||
I rejoice to see Old Glory flying alongside the interstate. I realize the great and total sacrifices that have been made by many to preserve it and our many freedoms. I think this quote I saw on the back of a truck says it best - "If you can't stand behind our troops and support them, then why don't you go and stand in front of them?" |
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It does not take a long time in Montana to realize why they call it the "Big Sky Country". | ||
Finally, I leave I90 for a while and get on highway 212 where I hopefully will snag the last of the 48 state line signs. | ||
It's straight for a good part, but well paved and not a bad ride. | ||
It cuts across the corner of Montana, the Wyoming and into South Dakota. | ||
And Montana also has their abandoned homesteads and I have to wonder ... | ||
just down the road are the ravages of a forest fire. Could that have driven them out or discouraged them enough to abandon their place? | ||
Soon I arrive at the Wyoming state line and capture the last of my 48 state line signs for BlueBelle. | ||
And while I am at it, I get a Montana sign that is lot more to my liking. With that I am done collecting the lower 48 state lines for BlueBelle. At this point, I have put 4 ST1100s in 48 states with the bikes underneath each state line sign. The other three have also been to Alaska but BlueBelle will have to wait until the Canada/US border is open again. | ||
I have to chuckle when I see this deer statute wearing a face mask. I just hope he is also keeping his social distance as required. | ||
Soon I'm back on I90 making a hasty approach to Rapid City, my destination for the evening. | ||
I have been hoping I would get there in time to visit Mount Rushmore and take some calendar shots of BlueBelle. As I see this sign, I reckon I should be good as there is still plenty of daylight. | ||
Highway 16a branches off Highway 16 and takes you to the park proper. It has this neat little tunnel along the way. | ||
I get a shot of all four heads but there is another particular shot I really want. | ||
If you go past the park entrance, there is a pull-off called the 'Profile View'. | ||
From that pull-off, you can get a clear shot of Washington's profile which is what I was looking for. | ||
With that bit of photography done, I'm back down the mountain, a tired and happy camper. | ||
Nearby the Super 8 where I am staying is a Taco Bell that is open so I swing by and pick up some tacos and burritos for supper. | ||
Once again, my motel bed becomes my supper table but that's just the way it's been for most of the trip. | ||
With my Mexican feast disposed of, it does not take me long to find the blessed place of slumber. Little do I know what challenges I will be facing tomorrow. | ||
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