We had reached our campsite after dark last night, so we didn’t know what our surroundings looked like. This morning when I opened the blinds, I was happy to see that we were in a nice area.
Not long after we crossed into Montana, we had a thrill: a coyote ran across the highway right in front of us. I’ve heard them at night, but I’ve never actually seen one in the wild. Unfortunately, I wasn’t ready with my camera when he streaked past.
As you can see, we went back and forth between green mountainous areas and flat dry areas. We had a shorter drive today, but with some of the climbing we were doing and the head winds Mark was fighting, it was good to get off early.