Days 57-60 August 21-24, 2001 Heading home but still taking in the sights. I took this picture of The Mint Bar built inside a church in Sundance, Montana. Ironic? Amazing? Amusing? "The Wild West" is quite the place! I stopped at the Cabela's Store in Billings, stood under a stuffed grizzly bear, and learned that …
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July 29, 30, 31-August 1, 2001 I'm on the road again and in Deer Lodge, Montana found the nicest fabric store. I thought about my neighbor who quilts. She would love this two story shop. Inspired, I bought a pattern and some coordinating fabric to make a fly fishing wall quilt to commemorate my trip. (This …
July 27 & 28, 2001 I'm no longer worried about how I look. Gave that up about two weeks ago. I'm good enough just the way I am...... acceptance. I feel strong. I have been brave all my life. Yes, I have done cowardly things but I have had enough courage to never give up …
July 23, 24, 25, 2001 My next stop was Ennis, Montana on the Madison River and a RV campgrounds. I got a campsite that was a treeless patch of gravel with a picnic table. I tried to put up my "cabana" ( an open tent top to cover the picnic table) but it was too …
July 20, 21, 22, 2001 Big Sky, Montana and The Gallatin River. Time to stay put for a few days and do some fishing on the beautiful Gallatin River. This river is perfect for me, the inapt but earnest fly fishing woman. It's shallow and calm. I can easily wade in it and cast without …
July 19, 2OO1 Traveling west down the dusty road. (Route 90 along The Yellowstone River in Montana)
July 17, 2001 Today I crossed The Crow Indian Reservation. I drove 44 miles through a vast, dry western landscape with no towns or houses. It frightened me because I didn't see any vehicles either. I rode out the fear because I knew God was with me. I was very much alone and very much …
July 16, 2001 Another day at the Cottonwood Campground on The Bighorn River. I'm the only woman in a man's world. They are all nice to me and want to know where I'm from and why I'm taking this trip. I was given a hammer to pound the stakes of my tent, an invitation to …
July 15, 2001 I'm set up in The Cottonwood Campsite in Fort Smith, Montana where the US Post Office is in the laundromat. You can fold your clothes and look at the wanted posters at the same time. And, when everything is finally all neat in your basket, you can buy some stamps and send …
July 3, 2001 It's the second night in my Michigan campsite. My plan for this trip has always been to head to Montana to do some fly fishing. Last night I spent some time reading about mayflies. When I woke up this morning there was a mayfly on my tent. It was the first thing …
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