After a more reasonable start this morning--no mowers--we had a wonderful trip through Idaho and Montana. It rained all night but it was relatively light though the gray skies hung around most of the day. Just north of Idaho Falls we spotted a huge herd of bison. It must have been a bison ranch, still it was exciting to see them. We also saw several different groups of pronghorns throughout the day.
Ancient lava flows crisscrossed the flat, rolling landscape before morphing into wheat fields.  We could see sand dunes nestled against a low mountain range to the east.

Montana has beautiful scenery that we will have enjoy at a future time. Butte, of course, sparked my interesting being a mining brat. It is very intriguing. The Missouri River is absolutely beautiful. Its crystal clear waters are a far cry from the muddy waters that course across Missouri.  And the canyon the river flows through is amazing with its volcanic structures.  I only whimpered as we sped by the turn off to Glacier National Park. So much to see in this great country of ours.

Tonight we are in Shelby, Montana. We will be crossing into Canada tomorrow morning. We have already met another Alaska bound individual camping here for the night.  It is a quest! The flag is at the Veterans Memorial in Shelby, fitting for our last night in the US for a couple of weeks.