The hill in the distance in the two photos below is Little Bighorn, where General Custer was defeated. I almost turned off, and as soon as we were passed I began to regret not doing so.
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We took our time getting
started. This way of travel was already starting to wear on us. Funny
that a month and a half could go by without the least bit of strain,
yet two days could be so hard! |
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We saw more and more bikes,
many of them really nice. This particular model I liked quite a lot, so
I took a picture of one. |
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We headed through Wyoming in a
mostly northern direction, and at some point during the day we passed
through Casper, crossing our previous path. |
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Below Anu is looking like she
has sheep's wool rather than hair. Her hair had been in tight braids for
several days without being washed. |
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We stopped in a small town just
before the Montana border and had some greasy burgers and beer for
dinner. Then we got back on the freeway and discovered we were on I-90!
This is significant because I-90 goes all the way to Seattle. We
followed it into Montana. The hill in the distance in the two photos below is Little Bighorn, where General Custer was defeated. I almost turned off, and as soon as we were passed I began to regret not doing so. |
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We tried to find a campground
near Billings, but we couldn't find the first one and the rest seemed
to be near the oil refineries that appear to be the main business of
Billings (and whose stench is undoubtedly quite toxic). Instead we
continued to the small town of Columbus, and thanks to Montana's
fantastic tourist map we found a city park we could camp in. We spotted
another bus camped there that appeared to be towed behind a big old car
as we had originally planned to do. We didn't get to talk to them
however since they left before we woke up. |
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