Like when the screw that holds your lens in on your glasses needs to be tightened,… but the screw that needs to be tightened is on your reading glasses.
We roll down the highway; through Missoula, Bearmouth, Goldcreek, Deer Lodge, and Butte. Through Homestake, Pipestone, Whitehall, Cardwell, and Three Forks. Which led us to Belgrade, Bozeman, Chestnut, and Livingston. From there, it was just a matter of Big Timber, Greycliff, and a stop for the night at Reed Point.
Montana highways.
Love, love, love Western Montana.
Old West RV Park. A charming little place that serves perfectly as an overnight stop.
In a walk around town, I engaged with a couple locals.
Found some old buildings.
…and stumbled across a Gremlin!
(Last manufactured in the 1970s.)
The Montana part of the trip map
We haven’t taken a day off driving yet. We’re being pushed south and east by the weather. There are temperatures in the teens following us. Temperature in the teens, by itself, isn’t a problem, but any accompanying precipitation could be. We can drive in a little bit of winter weather, but if there is snow overnight that collects on the slide awnings, we either have to skate around on the roof with a broom, or wait for it to melt.
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