Over the Hills

We left Yellowstone early this morning and as luck would have it the day was sunny and warm. The snow on the side of the road was melting with the rising sun. Elk, bison and we think we saw bear, were coming out to feed and enjoy the bright day.

As we entered Montana on I-90 to head east we encountered Yellowstone River a couple of times. Each time with a different backdrop. The road will eventually take us back into Wyoming as I-90 curves back around to head due east.

I always imagined Montana to be flat with the horizon visible all around you. Today was a surprise as I discovered the it is in fact very hilly. The rolling hills with their autumn colors of dried field grass and the backdrop of mountains already displaying their snow caps for winter.

We drove for a little over 6 hours today and stopped for the night in a small town in Wyoming called Sheridan. From here it is only a 4 hour drive to the Badlands of South Dakota. Home to Mt. Rushmore. Not too far is Sturgis, the mecca for Harley Davidson riders.

At an altitude of 3,500 feet the weather here should be a little nicer. We are sitting in Road Hazard right now with the windows open and listening to a train blow its whistle in the distance. Nothing but rolling hills around us.