Sunday, July 30, 2006

Wheat Harvest: Montana

It is touted as one of Wyoming’s finest resort destinations. Nestled quietly in the beautiful foot hills of the Bighorn mountains this metropolis not only has the wild open west feel too it but also a relaxed everyone-knows-everyone atmosphere. The city of Lost Springs boasts beautiful golf courses, a lovely lake, and close to 1000 hotel suites with verandas that look out onto the lovely Bighorn mountains. The finest restaurants coupled with the hot springs draw close to a million visitors a year, anyone from newlyweds to corporate execs to retires come and enjoy this truly exotic area.

While moving north into Montana we got to drive through this beautiful municipality and enjoy the amazing décor. Apparently the mayor is a very prominent public figure and is engaged in daily life. Here is a picture of the expensive sign that greeted us as we entered the town.

Of course this is all tongue-in-cheek, but I thought it would provide some entertainment.

We are finally in Montana. Enjoy.


When the truckers can't get to the chuckwagon, we deliver.



Chppewa-Cree indian reservation. This is one of the dozens of cattle guards that we cross every day.
"Truck 106 leaving the field and heading down the mountain" is a common phrase used on the radio. It is also a safety feature when on roads like this the passing spots are scarse. Imagine having a 30+ ton truck heading down these roads meeting an empty truck coming up. It might be 100 feet till we stop if we did go off the mountain.




In case you couldn't tell that's an atelope on the sign. Probably in 16 miles there will be another sign. We also see many burned spots like this. Some bigger, some smaller.

Post office of a town similar to Lost Springs. I think the other buildings in this town included a cattle corral and a stock watering tank.


In Hemingford NE, we made the local paper.

Look at the pretty clouds. Well actually it is smoke from a fire. We could see the smoke at least 30 miles away.

Montana, or maybe Wyoming.
Montana.






4 comments:

The Garbers said...

I would hate to be a journalist in that town. If you make the frount page, what fills that space on other days? Farmer Jon selling bessie to the sale barn?

Anonymous said...

Beautiful wide-open spaces! But it looks pretty brown and barren for finding a harvest. Do they have to irrigate to get a crop?

Anonymous said...

Do you know when you're coming home?

Anonymous said...

J:
After all these open spaces, what are you gonna do next? Go farm on the moon? Looks like you are also gonna run out of prairie, wheat, and eventually continent if you keep going. How many more grain elevators are there north of you?

If not the moon, I might be able to find work for you here in MO this fall... but then again, the Girl isn't here.
BTW - is the Girl still in the picture - or should I say: Is the picture still in the truck?

And a brief note to Joella: Better question is "Do you know if you're coming home?"