Catching up on blog posts retrospectively, I’m going to say the day we drove to Dillon, MT, metaphorically matched the haze that filled the sky. There were fires raging all over the western part of the country, and some of the smoke may well have been coming from a huge fire in the foothills of the Sierras, in Mariposa, CA.
This was a work day for Richard, so we stuck with I-15 South the entire day. There were certainly parts that were pretty, but the majority of the driving was long and tedious, and by the end of the day, we needed to do a little regrouping because I was starting to feel rather lonely. We knew there would be odd times like these on this trip, so neither of us was surprised really. What helped was taking a walk around the weird, mosquito filled, RV park at the end of the day. The owner of the park was very friendly and chatted with us while we politely listened and ineffectually batted at the mosquitos. By the morning, all was well, but emotional bumps in the road are bound to happen while traveling, and this was one of them.
Total miles: 221.7, 15.0 mpg, 4 hours 38 min.
