Monday, July 10, 2006

Day 47. 103 miles.


Eastern Montana is dry, isolated, and beautiful. We watched prarie dogs run around us and antelope sprint through cow pastures. Wild sunflowers and sagebrush sweetened the air. Wisps of clouds swirled above us in the crisp blue sky. We stopped on the side of the road to pet some horses, and watched the full moon rise over the eastern horizon.