I worked overtime tonight trying to get some things finished before the end of tax season which is next Tuesday. When I finally caught my bus, I was able to have a chat with Mark by text. He said he was in Glacier National Park in Montana, lucky guy! We had tried to go there on our honeymoon, but the rangers wouldn’t let us in with our RV in late September. I have yet to see it!
Mark sent me some pictures he took in Malta, MT. It doesn’t look very pretty, but I imagine come late spring, it will look more alive:
Mark says he still has two seats to himself. At some point he crossed into Mountain Time, so he’s only one hour ahead of me now. As of this moment, he is twelve hours away from arrival. WooHoo!
I also took some pictures while running errands near my office today: