Now for the good news: We made it back into the USA at 10 AM. The bad news: none. We did have a 45 minute wait at the border but by the time we got to the customs the officer asked us the usual questions. "Where do you live?" How long were you out of the country?" Are you bringing back any animal hides, pelts, meat; vegetables or grains?"
He had a sense of humor because I got away with saying, "Only the bugs on the front of the car."
The two fugitives that have been at large since late July were thought to be trying to get across into Canada. We heard that sightings have been in St. Mary and Babb, Montana, just outside of Glacier National Park, where we were in late June on our way to Alaska.
In the US the speed limit on the interstate is 75 mph, 70 on the state highways. Traveling south on I-15 to Great Falls, MT, we then went east on US 87 through Grassrange where the route turned south to Roundup. Great names, huh.
At Roundup we got on US 12 to the east through Musselshell, Ingomar and Forsythe. There we joined I-94 to Miles City.
The drive across Montana was awesome, both for the scenery and the isolation. We passed many areas of eroded bluffs and interesting rock formations. Very few homes and almost none of them near the road. Many miles of grazing range land with only a few cattle that we could see from the road.
Here are some scenes that we saw. The rolled bales were roadside cuttings. We saw then all along the Interstates and other highways. Talk about utilizing everything.
Once on the interstate I-94 the scenery remained much the same, except we were further from the shoulder of the road and didn't "splat" as many grasshoppers.
Before we reached the Miles City exit a group of nine motorcycle riders came on and sandwiched us for a few minutes until they all moved ahead and out of view.
When we reached our exit and found the motel we saw a parking lot full, almost, of motorcycles. Their riders had brought out chairs from the rooms to sit in a circle in the parking lot and were busy visiting among themselves. There was at least 30 motorcyles. It turned out it was a group of middle to senior aged men on a tour, complete with a trailer following along.
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