Thursday, July 10, 2008
Days 12 & 13 - Roadtrippin'
Days 12 & 13
It’s time to head towards home. We rise, eat cinnamon rolls, and manage to get headed southward by 10 am MDT. Lunch is cheese and crackers, and dinner is found at the Garage in Bozeman: pulled pork for Liz, a rack of ribs for me. It’s fantastic and the place comes highly recommended. We snake out of Bozeman just after some homemade ice cream, and just before I begin entertaining thoughts of living in this charming Montana town as a possible next home zip code.
We make camp on the southside of Columbus, MT, at the Itch-Kep-Pe city park, which has bathrooms, running water, and best of all: is free. I really like this state. I burn all of the laying deadwood I can find, and we sleep well, road weary.
The next day is a blur of Northern Wyoming roadway, and it feels really, really good to finally roll back into our own driveway, finally do some dishes, and sleep in our own bed. The trip is over, and it was fantastic, and I’m sure that for weeks from here on out I will be catching myself pondering the seen vistas and friendships that we saw and made. In the meantime, we have four heads of lettuce to make some distance on from the CSA this week, and it’s time for another salad. Mmm. Spinach.
Finally, you can see all of the pictures from the trip in the Flickr collection right here.
It’s time to head towards home. We rise, eat cinnamon rolls, and manage to get headed southward by 10 am MDT. Lunch is cheese and crackers, and dinner is found at the Garage in Bozeman: pulled pork for Liz, a rack of ribs for me. It’s fantastic and the place comes highly recommended. We snake out of Bozeman just after some homemade ice cream, and just before I begin entertaining thoughts of living in this charming Montana town as a possible next home zip code.
We make camp on the southside of Columbus, MT, at the Itch-Kep-Pe city park, which has bathrooms, running water, and best of all: is free. I really like this state. I burn all of the laying deadwood I can find, and we sleep well, road weary.
The next day is a blur of Northern Wyoming roadway, and it feels really, really good to finally roll back into our own driveway, finally do some dishes, and sleep in our own bed. The trip is over, and it was fantastic, and I’m sure that for weeks from here on out I will be catching myself pondering the seen vistas and friendships that we saw and made. In the meantime, we have four heads of lettuce to make some distance on from the CSA this week, and it’s time for another salad. Mmm. Spinach.
Finally, you can see all of the pictures from the trip in the Flickr collection right here.
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