Thursday, August 25, 2011

Gooooood Morning, Chey-enne!

Cheyenne, WY.  That's where I started my day, hitting the road at 7:30am.  It's been a very long day and I'm tired.  I ended the day on the road at 10pm. Over 800 miles of the journey is behind me, 330 miles left to go.  It should be a much shorter day tomorrow, depending on how long it takes to cross the border into Canada.

The scenery in Montana is spectacular.  I understand why it's called "Big Sky Country".  The landscape is different than Colorado.  The Rockies (the mountains, not the baseball team) are still there, in the distance, but with great expanses of rolling hills. 

That's all my furniture, yarn, etc. rolling down the highway with my son-in-law, Drew, at the wheel. 

One day I'd like to brush up on my history lessons and come back this way and visit the sights, including the Little Big Horn monument:

There was a beautiful sunset and today's drive ended in Great Falls.  This picture was taken through my bug-bespeckled windshield.  As for those bugs that hit my windshield, if they had the guts, they'd do it again.  I can't believe I just typed that.

Tomorrow, Calgary, by way of Coutts, Alberta.

I'll end with a story that would be funny if it wasn't so sad.  Last night I went to the Village Inn in Cheyenne for dinner and had this conversation with the waitress:

Her:  "Where are you coming from."
Me:  "Denver."
Her:  "Where are you going?"
Me:  "Calgary."
Her:  "That's part of Denver, isn't it?"
Me:  "No, it's in Canada."
Her:  "Oh, I didn't know that."

Obviously.  So aside from the fact that she obviously failed geography in school.... what the hell would I be doing in Cheyenne, Wyoming if I was moving from one part of Denver to another?  DUH on both counts.

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