When TH travels he just sticks to whatever is available alongside the highways, which led to our one and only fight when he refused to take the off ramp to a town that was 4 miles off the road, so I could use a washroom. His refusal to deviate from the highway for a measly 8 miles caused a sudden chill in otherwise happy trails. I'm embarrassed to admit how long it took things to thaw out afterwards.
For Bob who mentioned the fire at Yellowstone years ago, the park is recovering nicely. The saplings are thick as grass in some places, and lend the area the prettiest green imaginable. In places, at least on a dark and rainy day, those young trees in the distance had the look of thick pile carpeting the surrounding hills.
Montana....a land of contrasts. Rugged rocky hills.
Of all the places we drove thru on our 3,560 mile trek, give or take a few miles, it was Montana that captured my imagination. I wasnt prepared to fall in love with this state, but sure did. The only drawback to Montana, was the size of the cites and towns, very small and didnt seem to offer much. A cute hotel guy told us in Helena, and if its not true, its not far from the truth, "there are more cows in Montana than people." I want to go back and explore this state at leisure.
Miles Canyon. And yeah, I didnt muck about with the color on this picture thats the true and actual color of the water. Rock that is ground to flour fineness makes the Yukon River in this area that unbelievable jade color.
Climbing out of the canyon and up to the roadway into Whitehorse, we noticed that the water around the area wasnt completely ice free. The closer we got to Alaska the more snow and ice there was still lying around, we had good and truly out drove spring! We slept at Beaver Creek, Yukon, and when we woke up, we were greeted with this....
Between the Canadian crossing and the American one, [which strangely enough is 30 km apart!] we drove into the snow that had left a dusting of snow on our steps that morning. Driving a few miles past the check point, the snow flurries increased into a fully fledged snow storm, dumping up to 6 inches of snow on the road, and my wee orange car was wearing summer tires!
We out drove the snowstorm, whew!, and are getting antsy to get home, home, HOME!!!!!! A few miles outside of Delta we crossed the Johnson River, who obviously hadn't gotten the memo about spring.
Then finally, after 8 long days, we pulled into our driveway, and we were at long long last home!