We had another long day of travel: 900km/600miles, plus another lost hour from crossing time zones.
I did a run first thing this morning and (apart from my screaming hip, protesting the long confinements in a sitting position while travelling) it was sublime: I found a couple of dirt roads that made a basic triangle of 3.5 kilometres; I did three loops and didn’t meet a single car. Distant mountains rose to the left and to the right, with lush green fields in the foreground, and horses watching curiously from their pastures.
I had no idea Montana was so vast. It stretches over 500 miles from west to east. And it can be quite remote as well. There were some anxious moments when gas was running low in the middle of nowhere, but we did find a gas station in the end.
Montana presented us with varied terrain: a mix of pastureland and rolling mountains, with snowy peaks in the distance, toward Yellowstone. The interstate paralleled the Yellowstone River for a good part of our journey.
North Dakota showed us the Badlands, or part of them, which are fascinating in their own right.
Today’s pictures were again taken from a moving car. The speed limit out here is 80mph.
Tonight we’re in a nondescript highway-side hotel in Bismarck, North Dakota. Tomorrow, onwards to Duluth, Minnesota.
For anyone who guessed about yesterday’s picture, it was the single horse on the hill.