I took the Clintons (not the former president–my cousins) out to breakfast at the Chompers Cafe. Then I got on the road, traveling further south east through Idaho, then down through western Montana past Missoula and Butte and on to Dillon for the night. The journey took about 5 1/2 hours and 336 miles. Since I didn’t leave Cour d’Alene till about mid-morning, that meant I would have less hours to drive before it got dark. So I got to Dillon, MT at dusk.
Parkin’ with the big guys.
Anaconda Mining under big blue sky.
On Facebook, my brother mentioned wanting some taters from Idaho, then when he saw this picture, he said they probably mine the taters here, blasting them right out of the ground! lol
Cows and caribou living in perfect harmony.
God owns the cattle on a thousand hills.
