Following a rainy night, we looked outside to see the full moon over mountains to the west and the rising sun in the east. There was a lot of ice on our parking lot, but no snow. I decided to start the generator so we could catch the weather forecast. It started weakly...and stopped. Larry tried...same result. Okay, this means NO COFFEE for Mary. (Those who know me best understand the problem here.) But I rose to the occasion and suggested getting things stowed away and driving down the road to McDonald's. I actually owed that to Larry after my mini, panic attack the night before concerning going over the mountain passes if there was snow...brakes failing, sliding off the edge into space, etc., etc.. Enter problem #2. A couple of the tires have been losing air (corrosion on the wheels) and Larry has been using the electric, air compressor to refill the tires and, hmm, no generator...no electricity. We went to McD's, crossed the street to visit a new TSC store. While there, I bought two wheel chucks in the event that we had to stop somewhere on the pass (review previous comments about sliding off the mountain). We then visited two different truck stops looking in vain for a working air compressor station. No luck. I remembered that there was a rest stop in about three miles and suggested that we might find an outlet there for the compressor.
We did stop and I was glad that warm weather had not yet arrived when I saw this sign.
The local weather person called what fell in the night a word I had never heard before, gropple. I guess that means everything was coated in frozen slush. It was pretty cool.
Okay, I got to take pictures while Larry traveled up and down the hill six or so times to the potty area to charge and recharge the air compressor.
We finally were ready to continue the trip.
Here are shots taken from the passenger side along the way. They really show the many faces of Montana.
A nice feature of the "big sky" is seeing the storm, knowing where it is and if it's coming for you, and all in advance.
It's bad enough to drive over passes at 6,500'. It's even worse when huge pieces of "something" are being moved over the same road, taking up both lanes, at 20 mph.
A trestle on an abandoned railway.
This huge statue stands above the city of Butte, MT. I thought it was a statue of Christ, but my friend, Elaine, sent me some info about "Our Lady of the Rockies." (Thanks, Elaine!)
http://goldwest.visitmt.com/listings/11122.htm
The snow finally found us after we had descended the final pass.
Finally...a sign!
Our next report will be from the TOP sign!


