Lewis and Clark--Where are you??

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Thursday dawned fresh and clear.
This is our youngest daughter's birthday. Only that was a Friday the 13th back in 1962. Hmm.
The breeze kept the mosquitoes and black bugs away, unlike when Lewis and Clark came along in this area quite a few years ago. There are signs around the campground pointing the direction to their campgrounds both up and down the river. I think we have a better way of travelling now.
We were on the road by 6 AM to beat the heat and, since I had no idea where we would be staying tonight, no reservations.
I won't give you the particulars of the trip that day except to say the wind does blow in that area. The border crossing at Wild Horse, Alberta, was a snap since that little place doesn't see more than a vehicle an hour, probably. After a quick fish and chips lunch in Medicine Hat next to the money exchange place we were on our way.
The campground in Turner Valley where we'd stayed at in seven years ago was badly deteriorated to we went back to the Black Diamond Lion's campground and got the last site. NOt bad considering it was now 4PM.
Big shade trees, hot showers and good Canadian neighbors that offered us a cold beer. Unfortunately, the pictures on my digital camera of that place were apparently sucked off by aliens.

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Photos

The broad Missouri at daybreak
I am fascinated by daybreaks over water.

Bug removal
Mont had to wash the windshield so he could see when the sun came up. This is the place where river runners put in and take out. Also where fishermen put in too, I imagine. We saw noone

Comments

[Paul]

The water
Ther is some thing about early morning that realy makes me well good if I have enogh energ to get up to watch