From Roundup, MT to Mobridge, SD.
Not much happened today. I got up. I had breakfast at the local diner. Sat at the counter and talked to the locals. Two of three had family in Seattle and environs. Funny old guys.
Put gas in the Shark. Drove. Eastern Montana, a chunk of southwestern North Dakota, and a little slice of the very northern bit of central South Dakota.
It’s all pretty much rolling and full of cows.
Oh, and birds. Damned birds. I could have quite a nice collection of pheasant trophies if I hadn’t been afraid of the damage the buggers would do to the front grille.
And a seagull. Swear to god — right out there in the middle of Montana. A seagull.
Okay so the seagull was weird but then I found this. The Vandana School. There used to be a town of Vananda but it’s been gone a long time.
Eventually I started to see trees that had some new green on them. Everything has looked so dead since I left Idaho.
About 35 miles west of Bowman, ND I stopped at Marmarth and took pictures of a large metal cowboy silhouette on a hill. At the other end of town there is an equally large dinosaur. In between there’s not much of anything left. I suppose I could have stopped and taken pictures of the abandoned brick buildings on Main street and the rotting Railroad Depot but somehow I didn’t feel right taking pictures of a dying town when the few residents were walking to and fro on a Sunday afternoon.
Shortly after the town of Bowman I started to see the first cropland since the Palouse in eastern Washington. Looks like they’ve been having a very wet spring in the Dakotas as well.
To make your Sunday completely surreal I offer this charming bit of americana. The scrap metal dinosaur outside of the Grand River Museum on Lemmon, SD. Highlight of my day.
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