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... wifi sucked. Meeting Gary and Sue, our neighbors there, was the only redeeming aspect of the stay. Gary is a retired police chief and his wife is a community college math teacher. We had a lot in common and Buddy enjoyed sharing war stories with Gary.
It was a short driving day with 195 miles logged on the truck.
Note: laptop is dead. I will post photos ASAP.
... or at least the paved road, ended just past the bar. We were not willing to eat
dust for 30 miles to Butte. We drove past farmers bailing sweet smelling hay and through rocky canyons deep with the smell of Christmas trees. The Wal-mart in Butte provided us with bug spray and a few other camping supplies that we were out of or decided would be helpful with the next part of our trip. I ...
... explaining that in 1959 a 7.5 magnitude earthquake formed the lake and caused part of the mountain to collapse. It buried 28 people alive…and we parked on top of them last night. That would explain the campground named “Night of Terror Campground” we saw as we drove along the lake’s shoreline. I declined Buddy’s offer to stay there. Early this ...
... the dammed thing working. So, unless we have electric hookup, we are sans microwave, toaster oven, tv, fan, and chargings. And, somehow the camper drained the truck battery last night so this morning we needed a jump to get going. Buddy was so frustrated but I told him that we cannot do a nine week trip without a few difficulties. We do, however, have the stove, refrigerator and shower ...
... the face, steep inclines and stunning vistas. Ice still blanketed the glacial lakes and snow along the roadside was 12 feet thick. I got a couple of shots of the white, fuzzy mountain goats grazing on the sparse grass near the 12,799 foot summit. We returned to Cooke City and stopped by a bar recommended by our friend, Tom Hoe. Rick, the
barkeep, told us that his parents built the bar in the 1930’s. Rustic slabs ...