Who Drew The Short Straw?
In terms of the driving shifts, it was definitely Jeannine. One of us was up at 7:30 this morning, and was greeted by the sunrise lighting the tops of the mountains to the west:
We were on the road by 8:15, headed for Helena, where we spent time at a Costco, getting some breakfast, fueling up Lucy, and getting the propane tank refilled. I took the first shift driving, and the weather stayed sunny for the first couple of hours as we wended our way through very pleasant scenery as we headed toward the foothills of the Bitterroot Mountains. Jeannine took over at the wheel, and as if by magic, the weather turned cloudy and rainy as the road began to climb. When we finally emerged on the Interstate, the weather turned sunny again, but it was only teasing us, as it turned out. With Mario Andretti at the wheel, we were making good time until we hit Spokane, when a storm cell descended on us and the rain came down faster than the wipers could keep up with it. As we neared the campground, the rain let up and the sun came out as we arrived and set up.
Jeannine went for a swim and I did some computer work, then we read in the lounge. We are probably going to spend much of tomorrow in Spokane, going to a quilt supply store, a camping supply store, and taking in “Gravity” at an Imax theatre.