Western Montana and Idaho are basically national forests. The economy of the area is rooted in lumber and mining. We spent a good deal of time today viewing trees and rivers. The Kootenai River is the most beautiful blue green color, though I do not think I ever really captured its essence in a picture.
We have learned that most all counties, and many towns have a Museum. The one we visited today
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| Kootenai River |
as museums go. Not so much stuff as to overwhelm you, and lots of space to navigate.
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| Cross Section of a big Tree |
We spent five days traveling across Rt. 2 and its isolation. (since we left St. Paul's)
The best example of that isolation comes from a conversation with a waitress. The one waiting on us said: "Oh, I really like your shoes." [slip- in sneaker types, nothing special] I thought she was just being friendly or wanted a bigger tip. Then as we were departing, another waitress said to me, "Oh, I like your top." [cotton tee, nothing special, square neck.] Then she added: "We have to travel 350 miles to shop!" Can you imagine?
I concluded they were probably being sincere and perhaps did not often see the particular kinds/cuts of clothing I was wearing. It never occurred to me to be grateful for clothing stores within a short distance. I've always just taken that for granted.
Now we will be in urban territory for a while, and ready to be off the road and staying put for a few days. Our days are not stressful or time restricted, but they are still on the road.
I never though I'd hear myself say, I look forward to some city life!
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