Maybe at the last minute I'll take my computer. I mean, who can spend a week without blogging? Some people jog. I blog. But it is my intent to head for the Western half of Montana, just West of Bozeman. There are breathtaking views of mountains there, and several campgrounds. I'll be right next to Three Forks. I blogged about this before. Three Forks is where Lewis and Clark landed in 1805, exhausted and spent from boating upstream on the Missouri. It's the mouth of the Missouri, where three rivers feed into it. People float down those rivers on rafts and inner tubes, there's swimming, and there are natural hot springs. There are some ghost towns to visit nearby, and the Lewis and Clark caverns, with bats in them.
The camping is beautiful and restful. Montana is a paradise in summer - warm and dry, with no bugs. It's far better than Minnesota for camping. And the mountains - ahhhhhhh. Montana is wild - wide open spaces and a taste of the true wild west where the cowboys roamed. There are only about a million people in Montana. Wow! All that space! That appeals to me! Time with God and nature. And hopefully, divine appointments - more divine appointments like the one I posted about the time I was there before. Only this time I won't take it so personally if I have to say goodbye to new friends!
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