Glasgow, Montana

Most of you know how much I like things Scottish, so I thought an overnight stop in Glasgow would be fun, but there are no kilts in Glasgow, MT, just cowboy hats and plenty of large pick-ups.

However, on the outskirts (no pun intended) of town lies a hillside adorned with all manner of strange creatures. The inhabitants of this hillside not only include the usual bear and wolf, but also brontosaurus, triceratops and tyrannosaurus rex.  Mary was able to get a few pictures of the elusive critters.

I did manage to get a latte in Browning, MT as we headed east this morning.  Once beyond Browning, Montana truly opens up into the “Big Sky” country - nothing but grasslands, wheat and wide-open vistas. We took advantage of the broad views and watched the International Space Station flyby twice tonight.

Neither Mary nor I have been on this stretch of highway before - US 2 running the entire width of Montana, but Mary has been here before. The highway parallels the BNSF railway, and Mary once took a very long and boring train trip from Seattle to Minneapolis and back on that very track.

Driving Ozzie and Harriet along the highway is less boring than sitting in a train.  Mary has been reading the new book “Wild” by Cheryl Strayed, out loud as we drive. It is about a very troubled and ill-prepared woman who sets out to cover 1100 miles of the Pacific Crest Trail alone. The book is very interesting and well written. Mary has always wanted to do the Pacific Crest Trail, but at our advanced ages we are setting our sights on slightly more modest challenges.

Our next stop is Sturgis, South Dakota