Moving On

There is one very good thing when you don't book campgrounds in advance, you can change your mind at any time. Last week we were thinking of going east to Wyoming. Well, by the time we were ready to leave, we decided to go north to see Glacier National Park in Montana, before the glaciers all melt away. It was a long drive, going about 370 miles in one day, which we have not done in a while.

When we drove a few months ago on Route 380 from Lubbock, TX to Roswell, NM we decided that we had found "the middle of nowhere". Well guess what, we were wrong!!! The middle of nowhere is somewhere on Route 287 north of Helena, MT. We saw the most beautiful green rolling hills with fields of pink, blue and yellow wildflowers, but really no farms or farm animals for miles. I was so glad that we went grocery shopping in Helena, since we did not see a grocery store again until Browning. We are back on Indian land and things are a little bit different. It seems that most campgrounds do not have sewers at site, just a dump station, but by now I have learned how to ration the gray tank.

Tonight we went out to dinner at a steak house and were not able to have a drink, since there is a pow wow right now in Browning and no alcohol can be served on the reservation until that is over (very interesting). You can bring your own, but the restaurant can not serve liquor.

Tomorrow we are going to Glacier National Park to check out what it is all about.