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8.08.2019-1st stop would be Idaho Falls, ID.
Last thing I saw last night was a caution light on the dash saying “Oil level low-Check!” It would have to wait until tomorrow morning, to dark right now. Windows open , Scooty slept through the night, Carla is sleeping like a log and here I am at 4am thinking about the oil level in the coach. Just like last night, it’s to dark to do anything else but think about the situation. To make a long story short I did find the 5W30 motor oil and we did make it to Idaho Falls, safely.
The sky, as you can see, was always a little threatening, but nothing came of it, at least not today. In the next picture you can see what it looks like to be homeless, as we and many others are, and enjoy the lifestyle of free stays at a Walmart.
What an early start, around 8am, rarely happens. Then we checked out the GPS and it projected we’d be in Butte around noon, give or take.
With a 300-mile trip on Saturday. So we decided to extend the travel today 85-miles to Bozeman, MT.
It was all highway with, once again, some very awesome sights. As we travelled West we caught a glimpse of the Rocky Mountains to our south, not to mention thousands of acres of corn, wheat and potatoes. Below, I thought, might have been a plant to convert corn to the oil for possibly fuel, but no! It was a oil distillery. They get their oil on trains from Canada to make fuel to be distributed throughout this region. Below, we often see, are these huge water falls. This picture does not do it justice.
As you can see from the picture above, the rain did finally come. Not a heavy downpour, just a constant heavy drizzle. For some reason the coach seems to love this type of weather. It moves us along with just a slight hum from the engine. It could almost put you to sleep; not good for the driver, however! We did arrive in Bozeman just minutes before 2 pm, cold not ask for anything better, considering the distance.
8.10.20`19-Sat. travel to Hardin, MT for a 4-day stay.
It was a very easy ride, almost boring, if it had not been for the awesome views along the way. It is so hard to believe that our farmers manage such big farms, and, by the way, who eats all this corn and wheat they produce.
We’ve seen farms that must have been over one-thousand acres of just corn alone. Wheat and hay was produced as far as Bozeman, MT with the assistance of vast irrigation systems. As we pushed forward, closer to Billings, MT we saw farms producing hay and wheat with no irrigation systems at all. I believe we were told that these acres were producing “dry-wheat.”
All they do is let it grow then cut, bail, stack and watch the next generation of wheat to come out of the ground. Livingston, MT was just before Billings. The rolling hills were awesome. Tom Brokaw has a farm here, and we think it might be for sale. As we arrived in Billings at the Petroglyphs cave we saw this sign.
The inducement to take this walk was this paved walkway, that would soon change.
We did make it to the first of the three caves. I don’t think either of us were that impressed with the pictographs; we’ve seen better. In the picture below is a cropped version of a cave painting.
Above possibly a gator or crocodile. I’ll let you decide what the picture in the upper right might depict. I see a fish in one spot. Like I said we’d seen drawings from the ancients that were much better. Definitely not his or her calling.
Upper left just right of center you’ll notice three black spots. Those were added in the last fifty years to indicate the level of the floor before the archeologists began tearing things apart. Many artifacts were discovered in this cave. But we have two more caves to investigate.
The pathway has become either gravel or crushed stone, still not bad to walk on. Upper left is our new destination. cave #2. Dead center in the picture below is where we saw the first cave. The second unimpressive cave is below right.
To make this long story short the walkway to worse and we decided to pass on cave #3 and start back to the coach. You can barely make out the coach in upper right pic but it’s there, we just have to walk back on this gravel path. This was the first time we’d taken the coach to a venue, usually we get to the campground and drive back but the campground in Hardin is forty-five miles from here and we were going right by it so we coached it to this venue, possibly never again. From here were going to travel to the Grandview Camp and RVPark. Not much to brag about but, nonetheless, I gave it it’s own blog.