Our Beet Harvest sojourn is done and we are rolling south. Headed out yesterday morning, 'bout two hours earlier than I'd anticipated. I'm guessing I was itching to be moving south.
Apparently we got out just in time as the skies opened up and it started raining again just after we left. ;)
Felt good to have ten tires hummin' on asphalt again. Made the turn at Glendive and cooked her down I-94 toward Billings. Yeah... the blinding speed of sixty-two miles an hour! ;) The idea was to turn back south east there onto I-90 to make the run to I-25 and south.
My thinking was, with the skies clouded up, the rain leaking out, and the ability of Montana and Wyoming to turn that into a can't see-your-nose blizzard in the wink of an eye, that I'd stay on the Big Road considering the tattered condition of my tires, the Battery/electric issue... and my waning desire for athletic adventure at the moment.
I doubt we'll find much weather, but I'm short on time to git er done as they say. (if any murphy sort of escapades erupt) Since K-uhlamity is my middle name... I kinda plug that extra time into my "planning"...
Yeah well... ya'll know me and plans... hit the road that cuts off south toward Hardin... a ways west of Miles City... and there it was... 70 miles or shorter to Sheridan that way, than goin' all the way to Billings... even if it WAS 'cross the Res.
So... with a lil' bit of brain smokin' cogitation, I hooked a U... which actually took a few miles, since they don't put many exits along there, backtracked to the turn and went south to the Wally World Resort in Sheridan! :)
Dale and Jo were already in Bozeman according to FaceBook...
Jeff and Connie from the Harvest pulled in right beside us a couple of hours later... after blowing a turbo line just up the road a ways... and anxious as they are to get where they're goin'... they already pulled for home as I'm writing this.
North West, West and South... and a couple sets I know of running east into the snows around Bismarck and beyond...
Yep... the Beet Pickers are scattering to the winds.
We'll be rolling in the next half hour and headed for the Blue skies of the Colorado Front range...
The land of new tires, Leather for Journals... and Grandbabies.
It's good to be On the Road Again
Good to hear you are rolling ahead of any big snow so far. Always gets the blood pumping when you have 10 tires rolling...
Here's hoping my red-necked, calamity befallen friends roll all the way safely and without major 'incident' to home grounds. Take Good Care!!
Stay away from that snow! It is evil. It lurks and wants to hurt you.
Keep the rubber on the ground and roll-on , brother... Just don't put over 115#s of air in them bald tarrz and you won't have a problem...
Mr. Murphy has gone on vacation and y'all just head for home.. Like Nan sez 'Stay away from the white crystalline stuff !!!
Turnwhentheroaddoes; Ten tires rollin' is the better salve for itchy feet... the BEST of course being a Big Red Yamaha in the wind! Which I'm gonna do today! ;)
KLBexplores; :) My ol' beet pickin' behind rolled all the way to Denver on ever thinner tires... wonder why after only 70,000 miles? :) and are now waiting on fresh rubber to arrive while we ruin momma's training of the Grand Babies...
Nan; Snow... that IS a four letter word you know! I discovered many years ago... that the "Romance" of Cowboyin' wears REAL thin... at 20 below... in the SNOW! ;)now I dodge that crud like it was a bill collector.
Butterbean; If I put 115# in these worn old truck tennies... they'd pop like cheap balloons! I left a note tellin' ol' Murph we were bound for Moab... Muhahahahahaha... let him an' Ol' Booney wrassle it out!
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