Deb and Milo both got showers this morning at D and K’s and then they wanted to take us downtown to their favorite diner. Western Diner, right on Main St in Bozeman was the perfect diner with all the western stuff on the walls, knotty pine everywhere, good diner menu, and since David was a regular the waitress was fun. Any diner where the waitress calls you “hun” or “darling” is a real diner.
We said our goodbyes and many thanks and headed for the food coop in town where they had lots of fresh stuff to restock the van with. Then back on I-90 to the turnoff north on RT 191 again.We filled the tank as it was cheapest at this I-90 exit (thanks Gas Buddy). This will hold us for the next couple of days as we plunge into the sparse unknown of north east Montana and western North Dakota.
Our first idea was to camp at a National Forest site down in the Missouri Breaks but we got there early enough that we decided to keep going to Malta, where there’s a $5 city campsite. Malta is an old railroad town, about 1800 people, and Amtrak has a stop here.
Then mini blizzards at the DQ in town and back to the campground. Tomorrow we hit the Canadian border!!
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