A quote from Capt. Vasili Borodin, from the Hunt for Red October.
We are seeing a lot of Montana. What a big state. I thought Washington was big, but not anymore. We were not fast enough with the camera for two great photo ops. One was passing into Montana from Idaho, the other was crossing the continental divide.
Poppy is doing oh so much better. We limited his visual stimulation and he actually made normal Poppy bird noises to us today while we were driving.
K is out like a light with all three dogs. Due to a request for a different room, we have a double bed, not a queen, like we are all used to. They had put us right next to the ice machine. If you know our two dachshunds, you know that would never have worked.
Some observations: The rocks in the bitter roots and the rockies are different from the rocks in the cascades. They look different and have different erosion patterns.
There are antelope in Montana, I saw a herd of them at dusk not 5 minutes after regaling K with the trivial fact that there were antelope in Montana.
Map quest indicates that by now we have driven in excess of 760 miles and it feels like over 1000 already.
Army convoys will clean a rest truck stop snack bar clean out of beef jerky!
Poni fell asleep between the driver and passenger seats today.
Bugsy on look out.
He learned to chase light on the floor because his well intentioned but very misguided Doggy Daddy taught him to chase a laser pointer. He now drives us all a bit mad chasing the mere reflection of his own dog tag. OOOOPS!
We are all tired. The concern for Poppy has been a strain but he is better so hopefully we can relax a bit.
The truck is safely arived and is waiting for me.
Mickey Mouse in my Whoppers box...
Puppette just lifted her head as if to ask me why I was still awake.
for all of us, thank you again to all those who pitched in and helped us sooo very much that last week. we never could have gotten to Montana with out you.
Tune in tomorrow.....