Super 8 Conrad
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- Continental Breakfast
- Business Services
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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Travel Blogs from Conrad
... MT at the Lewis and Clark RV Park at 5:18. It is a small Mom and Pop stop. Just off the interstate, level, good electricity, and I again have my fingers crossed for the WIFI! Nice folks own it. We are in a depression below some golden, rolling, small hills under a beautiful blue sky...looks like the wide open spaces! We have had a great day. We really enjoyed visiting our next door neighbors to the north, but it is always good to get back on native soil. We drove 307 miles ...
... mud and road work not sure the truck and camper will ever get clean. The road from Dawson Creek to Edmonton is just as bad. Will never drive that way again. Glad we did it once. Saw some beautiful scenery.
When we crossed the border we had no problems. They did ask what we were bring back so we said about 200 lbs of salmon. They wanted to see our fishing licenses . Thank god we still had them! They said if we didn't we would have to give up all the ...
... of the US with the rather disquieting distinction of having the most unsolved murders per capita in the US..... a fact I learnt a little later from a Bails Bonds Man - but more of that in a minute!
Having passed Browning, which made the decrepid East Glacier look attractive, I headed on to Cut Bank. Which though better again was not a particularly welcoming place. I discovered that all 3 were part of the Indian Reservation. There are 5 major ...
On the road again, just can't wait to get on the road again… GOOD MORNIN’ Willie at 6:45 a.m. heading for the Montana border. Montana is the home of the infamous Kenny McFarland. Love your homeland Kenny. The first interesting site is the famous UPS in the middle of nowhere. Actually it is 7 miles east of Wolf Point, Montana. Dave comments that from end to end Montana is a pretty big state 600 plus miles across.
I woke up in a city we couldn’t wait to break the eff out. First though, I had to pull all the cash I could find for the trip into the great wilderness. I took the wheel and, after smashing my broken finger on the steering wheel so hard I almost cried, we rode the ridge of the hills over the northern part of Billings and couldn’t be happier to part existence with that place.
We continued our small highway theme, taking SR 12 ...